When my sister was explaining the futility of my expectations
Her favorite line was, "You keep trying to use logic and reason to explain the world."
The echoes of my angry thoughts spun between my ear drums
"How dare you hurt me?!"
"How dare someone hurt me when I didn't do anything wrong!"
"How dare you expect me to be kind and rational when someone hurt me so terribly!"
It was a perfect spiral
That was only broken by guilt at my realization that I was hurting
the people I had promised to protect and teach
to be better
than I am.
Maybe if I spent more time thinking about the pain I cause others without intention
My intended outcomes would be more likely to occur
And once again I spiral
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Form is good. I get the outer sense of a spiral that the inner dialogue talks about. I can understand the frustration but also understand that we do live in an unreasonable world. It's a very strange construct of rules that were agreed on before we were born, rules that differ from place to place even in the same city. Additionally, empathy is hard to cultivate and it opens you up to other people's pain. Unscrupulous, or perhaps merely selfish, people will use that against you. Living with no expectations would probably make me a happier person but I'm not sure it's possible. We live in a world of expectations. Most of them probably are futile. Poems that make you think are pretty good in my book.
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