{"sf1_id":1101125,"sf2_id":"dmWWNkBm","title":"Sinner, Monster, Friend","author":"Wahter Colors","words":723,"posted_at":"2016-12-01T21:03:00.000Z","tags":["Love","Pain","Poem","Poetry","Sad","Sorrow","Story","life","trigger","vent"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1101125-sinner-monster-friend","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/dmWWNkBm","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/d9/36/d9364f24-44a5-4ba7-ac9c-9024ce01512f","description":"spoken word vent poem","content":"those on the other side of the screen\n\ni feel sorry for them\n\nthey cant see the heart that lies under the skin\n\nall they see is the sin\n\nthat somehow makes you inhuman\n\nnot worthy of forgiveness or love\n\nit makes me what to throw down the glove\n\nand yell at them for being hypocrites\n\n  \n\na damaged soul is a damaged soul\n\nbut if they do wrong they are somehow nothing\n\nthey are something between a monster and man\n\na smile that hides teeth\n\nwhats sad is they things they say to discribe you look a lot like them to me\n\nmonsters pointing at someone calling them worse so thier sins look better\n\nthe same people who opose rape and harm of the innocet want you to be raped in jail\n\ni feel sad\n\ncause they dont know you\n\nthey dont know the tears you shead for humanity\n\nthe love you send out to the world when all they do is send you hate\n\nthey hide behind your sin and thier annonimity cause it lets them judge without being judged\n\nits sad cause thats what you were doing\n\nhiding your social anxity behind a personality that had condifence and didnt want to think about how your actions can affect yourself and others\n\nyou were dilusioned in that way just like them\n\ni love you, my monster\n\nthe kind of monster that the only reason he is the way he is is cause the world told him he was\u0026nbsp;\n\nbut he still has a spark inside him that doesnt belive it\n\nwants to belive that one day he can go from a sinner to \u0026nbsp;a saint\n\nif he was to save as many peoples lives as he can so maybe it will pay for the ones he didnt\n\n  \n\nand me\n\nim just another victom of the worlds cruelty\n\nbut somehow holding on the the belief that every enemy is just a friend who got hurt before they met you\n\nevery murder is just another victom of anothers leathal words\n\nevery rapeist is just someone who doesnt know how to love cause no one showed them how\n\nevery thief is just someone the world stole from\n\nevery substance abuser is just someone trying to forget how they have been abused\n\nand i am just a tragedy away from becoming just like them\n\ni belive no one can judged you till they walked in your shoes for more than a day, more like your lifetime\u0026nbsp;\n\nand maybe just maybe they will see how thier words stain your brain like teardrops on a window pane\n\nmaybe then they will swallow thier words of hate prepetuating the cycle and insted be like you\n\nspeak only love\n\nsmile though the pain\n\ncherish kindness and ignore hate\n\nthose who hate are those who need the most love\n\n  \n\nlove, respect, tolerance\n\nthey are not hard yet they are so cherished and praised like a rare treasure.\n\nyou are my rare treasure\u0026nbsp;\n\nsomeone who saw my faults and flaws and called me beautiful\n\nprasies my kindness like its that of a divine\n\nits not hard to smile, to be kind, to feel for others\n\nto put your selfish needs and wants in your life aside so you can open your heart to another\n\nthen the magical thing happens, cause when you do that they may do it too.\n\ngive love and you will recive it.\n\nbut we seem to only want to hate, so we can be hated\n\nwhen you are someone with love you dont look at someone that gives you hate badly\n\nyou see that the pain they inflict you is likely less then that they have suffered and you send them love\n\ntip the scales a little more\n\nso maybe one day they will be able to love more than hate\n\nyou tipped the scales for me\n\ni was a religious text with pages riped out and blood covering the others\n\ni was a blade, pills or a jump into traffic away from not mattering anymore\n\nbut you picked me up and mended me\n\nfilled in the long forgotten pages and gave me purpose again\n\nand i did the same for you\n\nwe are proof that the world could be better\n\nwith just a little more love\n\ni feel sorry for them\n\ni love them all the same\n\n  \n  \n\n"}