fauxcroft

I find existing in this brutal world hard

With all the wars that wage and the innocence that die,

I find discomfiture in my existence

And I fight gravity with all my resistance,

I’d like to just escape and maybe float away

In my saddened state I feel being human seems depraved,

Just being connected to, this savage brutal race,

But then I find those people who keep love and light shing bright

And it sparks hope into my spiritual anarchist life,

And it reminds me I am here, to help others like me protect their rights

So with all my strength I will fight, I’ll fight,

Yes I will fight the brutal fuckers with every sinew of my might,

In spite of the discomfiture of gravity and my existence right now.