There's a kind of solitary that some only face within their own mind.
A place where there is nothing but darkness and regret.
No matter if what they remember and times is true or not.
They seem to not be able to escape those thoughts of feeling lost, unseen, guilty, punishable, and unworthy.
They cling to ways of coping,
Such as drugs, alcohol, sex, marijuana, masterbation, rape, and molestation...
These perverting, coping mechanisms serve as a kind of anchor to them.
What they see and hear are their own demons screaming back at them, Manipulating them to do.
These beasts have consumed their minds with guilt, regret, past trauma, and pain.
Most rarely find a source of light.
That light, lights up their soul,
And tells them they're alright,
They're good; they're sane!
This light serves as a beacon to them, Like a lighthouse alongside the ocean!
Which comes in forms of lightness, grace, peace, and prosperity!
And is immensely stronger than all that darkness that once took hold of them; making them feel imprisoned and as though there were nuts!
Forms such as a significant other,
Healthy hobbies, talents, goals, abilities, desires, dreams, and just life itself!
You won't ever understand the true meaning of life, without having dealt with things others can't even begin to imagine.
Most of the times the hatred, trauma, cruelty, discrimination, disgusting behaviors, and manipulation,
That most inflict onto others...
Are really just emotional, physical, traumatizing, unloving wounds, we had once endured, and witnessed;
Upclose or nearby.
Which now are just unseen scars that dwell deep inside our minds, consuming any ounce of light,
With a smokey substance of obscurities; demons and guilt.
-A.I. Listo☯️
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