the badge of hatred
comes in every color

when you are going through it,
depression doesn’t feel like illness,
it feels like insight

we pass by the truths
that do not fit our preconceptions,
so we are perhaps most truly defined
by what we ignore

the sum of our actions
and the totality of our feelings
rarely equal

love is no doubt the answer
but no one seems to be asking the question

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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