Falling down.
Further
And
Further.
Until theres no elation left. Only hard ground. A solid block of reality disguised as paragraphs and words.
Surrounded by tampered thoughts, a barrage of hurt. Lonlyness is a heaven. Away from the threats that have evolved into malicious actions.
Fearful of interaction. Walls build as high and as rock solid as the insults thrown at them.
So next time you're about to speak, mindless indulgance. Think. Is the person you've aimed at a target? Is it just words. Or is it more? Words can pierce, scar and scorn. Think.
The feeling of being alone.
Nobody deserves this.
Stop bullying.
~Larko
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