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Funny when the tables turn one may find them self succumbing to the pressure of this heartless world like an impenetrable python hell bent on choking and expelling every fiber of it's prey's life, you so called friend, confidant, blood relative will forsake your brother or sister....no doubt in turn transition to JUDGE and participate in the blame game. See as for me I have been spat upon, shunned, imprisoned, brutalized, mentally raped, put upon, victimized, and not once did I stand in judgement of you. I want to rip at my skin, curse this horrid land that I now find myself unwillingly bound to.....I feel so alone, yet desperate for human fellowship...As air flows through my lungs I don't wish this on my worse enemy...no longer being able to trust...thrust into a momentum of chaos which has my withering spirit at a loss...Faith is a distant memory...Everyone is the enemy...And I can't understand Why I'm here at all...Is it fear? Hell I'd settle for a mere expression of contempt but when the unjust gavel is aimed at you and it's owner is of your own flesh--gone are the days of unconditional love..everyone for himself/herself yet my passion, yes my pain is stealth no one else to turn to. I seek God but the air's so thick it's hard for me to find you too! Yet I find a pen and my mind spins purges a myriad of emotions with a multitude of calamitous commotions directed at this great black cloud of disconcert, dissapointment and desperation. Yet I can't give up...I work against the grind and gridlock giving this poetic release everything I got....finally some relief. And I cease to accept this reality.