Blooded Rose

You are perfect, flawless and a ravishing beauty in my eyes. Just that I have failed to make you aware of it. I try my best to please and accommodate, but sometimes its just exhausting. I feel fatigued from all these petty troubles. School will start in approximately a month, I can't keep up with this, its simply too exasperating. At times, I feel as though I am in need of Aunt Agony's services. Listening ears are scarce.

Today I witnessed a heated fight between an elderly man and a middle-aged bloke. Cops and paramedics were called in. What a bloody sight. The frail old man who was shabbily dressed was hurling verbal abuse at the younger man in dialect. The fight sparked only when the old man insanely decided to jab him in the face. He picked up the old man like an insolent child and smashed his boney body onto the cement floor. Tables and chairs were thrown like shot-putts all over the area. I could hardly believe my eyes seeing the pride-filled old man struggle and finally stagger away. And by hearing the dialogue, it seems that the old man had watched the younger man grow up. This incident has confirmed that, to me, humanity has died. By the time the rapture arrives, all these foolishness shall be burned like ashes, buried 6 foot underground.

I will salvage until I exhaust all my energy resources. And if that day does arrive, then I will understand that it isn't meant to be. Tears carry no value. They are merely weak emotions executed by men who have failed. Drop blooded tears, if I can. Like how He bled for us. Summer has gone, fading into oblivion.