The kindhearted souls,

the ones who give you the kindness you assume you didn’t deserve

but landed upon along the way, by fates magic

as the others justify their inhumane ways with he says she says that never met with real reasoning

judgement is a deadly disease,

As some hold on to hatred without knowledge of A name or the nature of a wrong,

with no desire to bring peace to the center, hiding in the darkness frozen and blinding

and they keep bringing up the fall outs of yesterdays regret

a wrong that could’ve been replaced with an act of appreciation if told the whole story

the truth shall prevail in the last breaths of our lives

so I try to live on in honesty and run from the coldness of a meaningless dishonesty

as its a flower that dies in a moment lacking the approval OF another unloving tounge

thats been split into half by the poison of dishonesty