We are given the gift of a lifetime.

A gift we share with one another.

A gift so delicate

And so dire

That our relationships are formed solely by this desire.

We use it every day.

To communicate.

To extricate.

To listen.

To draw attention

To the matters in our hearts.

But if not used correctly,

Or comprehended openmindedly,

We hinder.

Forfeit surrender.

And become consumed with our own personal offenders.

Our voices, actions, and emotions

Flow willingly from our soul.

Soft spoken.

To express our

Feelings.

Teachings.

Desires.

But our memories and experiences

Turn our sadness

Our anger

Our mourn

Into daggers.

Those daggers into wounds.

And those wounds into scars.

Both self inflicted and coerced.

Our hatred makes us ragged.

Our feelings turn us to stone.

Instead of using our gift of love

We turn around and treat it as a curse.

We yell at those we love.

And smile at the strangers on the street.

Because feelings that really run deep

Were only meant for the one in your sheets.

While we lock ourselves away.

The monsters run free in our brains.

No fairytale ending.

Or lovedrunk nights.

Just hatefulness.

Greed.

And a lifetime of spite.

People live in boxes.

Not just on the streets.

But in the mind of society.

Because it’s too difficult to teach.

Love is lost.

Hearts are broken.

This world of equality

Is equally unspoken.

Selfishness has ruled

And laws are for the lower classes.

Because anyone with money

Will buy themselves clean advances.

People question repeatedly:

‘What is wrong with our world today?’

But the answer is simple.

Our gift purposed for good

Is too often used for evil.