Juniper Pearl

You’ve been away for a month now and it’s free. Free from your negativity. Free from your hatred. Free from all of the other bullshit you spew and expect us all to agree on. Dictator of your own little world. We all broke free and you’re left sitting, wondering, the exact reason. “Is it because of this? Is it because of that?” No, no… look at little harder; perhaps in a mirror.

​We won’t see you later. It’s much better now. Maybe, perhaps, in the future when you learn how to behave like a civilized human being. Maybe, perhaps, in the future when certain people leave. But more than likely not because you were there long before and acting in your own drama then. 

We won’t see you later.

We’re busy.

I’ll warm up the car.

The end of an
era
and no one even
cares.
They’re letting
us all float
away.
Into the ashy
sky — fly.
We don’t need
you anymore
child.
Cry your tears
somewhere
else.

I find myself caring less and less about you. About what you think. Horrible person, not me, you. Always looking for a way to “catch” someone doing something, talking about something…just being. Please get out of my life, you’re miserable and it’s bringing us all down.

Living in the past. Rehashing 40+ year old wrongs. Nothing is going to make it right and you should have built that bridge years ago, burned it down, and then pissed on the ashes. Instead, living day to day, perpetual victim, perpetual bully. Get over yourself, and himself, and herself, and ourselves. Over everything and the day. The year. The life.

Your own universe of your own misery, you’re controlling the ship and steering us all into a black hole. Always around. Here and there. Guilt trips and bullshit.

I hope you’re all happy.
But of course you are.

Out-of-control train with no brakes. A couple of the cars are on fire, the engineer jumped out long ago. All of the doors are locked and food service has stopped. Drinks are running low and the toilets are clogged. Heads between your knees, ladies and gentlemen. Perhaps a little further back if you’re flexible… just enough to kiss it goodbye.

Thanks a lot, we really appreciate your business.

The toxicity has been lifted…halfway. A smaller part still lingering to my right. It shouldn’t be much longer now that opinions have been voiced and patience has been worn thin. Although we’ve seen this all before so none of us are holding our breath.

Just keep breathing, is all you can tell yourself. “Laugh to keep from crying,” isn’t that how it goes. We’ll all quit long before, or perhaps we won’t. Perhaps we’ll just keep sitting there, taking it, day after day. No one competently in charge, it’s everyone’s fault.

Shoddy business…

Filled with too many ugly thoughts today. Too many ugly words making their ways into our vocabulary. Your vocabulary… mainly mine. Horrid, ugly words that apparently live in the deepest, darkest parts of my mind; only to rear their heads when I least expect it. Maybe they’re always there, on the tip of my tongue, waiting to fall out my mouth like a waterfall.

I don’t quite understand what motivates some people to act the way they do. Them, you, me, us. We all need help and none of us are getting it. Break the cycle…

break the cycle…

break.