World of Hurt

There is so much disdain for things that differ for the norm.  Not just here, but everywhere and amidst us all.  There are so many things from the past, things that can bring life together; yet they are forgotten in the sand of time.  If only we could trust us once, then everything could be just as it should.  This; a realization that will never occur, not now, not ever.  Everything goes from the simplicity of a strike on the calendar to the complexity of a million beasts looking for their next kill.  I must give up on it all just to make it through.  My hand and your hand together.