I don’t understand the human condition anymore. Perhaps I never did. Why do we break each other so heartlessly? And do the things we do? Why do we hurt those we say we love? Make promises of fidelity. And forever. Then leave?
Why do we cherish their blank canvas then smear it with pain? Praise their strength then cut them down. Pray on their weakness then shame them for it. Calculate coldly for maximum effect? Leaving nothing behind but scattered fragments of a used to be.
Why do we leave them bloody and broken? Wounded and wary. Afraid to love again. Forever changed in ways that predisposes repetition, regurgitation, and ruin. Unable to break the cycle…
From lack of use
And I don’t understand
It was ever necessary
To break me.