Painfully I Say

this is meant to be adressing an entire audience.

The passion the love the emotions the spiritual connection stronger than you have ever had to anything in the world. Shattered Like the heart in which it use to reside
Painful? Do you know the meaning of the word?
Good, now do you know its experience?
Daggers feel like they should be thrusted as deep and hard as they can into the heart that beats inside of you because it has no more function other than to just keep beating like a drum day in and day out
nothing happens to it, for it, and in it, it just sits there
rotting away in your chest cavity with it’s diseased odor and foul stench of pathetic want and desire.
Pathetic for the thought of want and yet deserving of nothing, nothing greater than what it’s already seemed to have achieved.
If it’s deserving of something better than let it come along and flood the floors so baron and lonely like the desert in late winter.
Even the coyotes howl in the desert so it’s never completely alone and neither are we, but what kind of companion is that
Neither are the cacti, although beautiful to look at those flowery diamonds in the rough , sharp and harsh quills of defense keep everything at bay
It seems that way with the people that come across our paths.
How nice it would be to have, hold, share, enjoy, and love them passionately,
Crossing our paths like a warm meal across a beggar’s nose
So delightful it would be to enjoy and have yet not ours, and never will be no matter how close it wonders to us, it will never be yours