The people here have become restless. It's starting to eat me alive just being amongst it.
People are snapping, flipping, and doing things they wouldn't normally do. It's affecting everyone...good decent people and people who normally behave badly are making choices to become worse than they were before.
My favorite hangout, that used to feel like a homey place, now feels like an abusive husband that takes every good thought or decent piece of yourself away. It is a monstrosity that is beginning to eat at me. It is no longer welcoming. It is no longer a safe place that wants us back. It is a business. It is making money off of the truly desperate, the lonely, and the ones who once felt only safety within those particular walls.
It is a monstrosity and it is alive; sucking our souls dry while it wets our lips with fear, anger, and sin.
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