Old ways…are familiar and routine…
But we erased and destroyed one another too completely…
When all we ever wanted was to be loved, heard, and seen…
And I know love was always there underneath the pain..
This endless cycle of violence and power…all seems to be in vain…
Because my heart is tired of these manipulative games….
And throwing knives laced with poison of tears and blame…
We hurt the other more and more in hopes of forgetting our own pain.
But reliving the same act over and over hoping it will be different this time is more than a little insane…
In the end…
Putting aside our egos and pride will allow our hearts to finally mend…
Lauren Kim Art 