Tuesday, April 14, 2015

I Wish I Was Bitter

At times I wish I was bitter.  At least bitterness carries some sort of passion within... it makes sense.  A fueled hatred means there's fire within you; An impulse towards one direction, even if it's away from the originally intended.  But when you're numb... When you're completely indifferent because forgiveness is just second nature to you... That's worse.  Emptiness is always worse.  All you have is a peaceful desire to remain completely still... To let life and people pass you by.  There's no fire... Just ashes.  There's nothing, really.