You raised me to love
So I thought, 
That you loved too.
And I wanted nothing more,
Than to be just like you.
To love, just like you.
To beautiful, and free, and
Full of love, Just Like You.
And I thought I was doing ok.
I was making it out ok, I was 
Loving just like you taught me
To Love. Until you poisoned
Me. And it seeped through my
Veins, like an unsettling truth.
Being that, I could never be
Just like you. And I thank God
For that now. Because the poison
That lies on your tongue, Teaching me
To Hate "them," refuses to be contagious.
And thank God. But no thank you, God.
Why did you send someone full of hate
To teach me the opposite? Because I thought
You were to love anyone, no matter what they
Looked like. And now I think they all waited until
I grew up, to tell me that it's not okay to love
People who are darker or oddly wonderful.
My hero is now a villain..
My full heart is now fighting hate.
Because I live in a world filled with it,
But I never thought it'd hit so close to home.
I never thought it'd hit so close to the veins. 
So close to the blood.
So close to the DNA I thought was shared
Through love.
No.

The past few years have been poisoned by acts of racism, terrorism, violence, and the media blowing it all up. Maybe it's not just the past few years, maybe it's just because I'm older and I have to pay attention now. I haven't researched statistics that allow me to say what the past is compared to the present. But I do not care to. Nor do I care to withdraw from my opinion of the media causing half of this violence. So much of life is based on competition, of one upping someone else. And even the sickest individual craves that win, from competition. 

Racism is a disease. Being racist, to me, means that you have a disease. And it's a pretty disturbing disease. The side effects from this disease are dangerous, even lethal, to the soul. Primarily, one is selfish through the disease. To walk through life breathing hate onto individuals who are of a different race is selfish. To think one bears the better qualities of appearance is quite unsettling. Those with the disease of racism are secondarily insecure. Not insecure about their own appearance, but they are insecure toward the unity of people of different races. They constantly live in fear, thirdly, that someone who looks or acts unlike them could be dangerous to them, which is an embarrassing fear. It seems more logical to fear spiders crawling in the corner of your bedroom ceiling, possessing no way to ever make it toward you, than to fear another race, or to be hateful toward another race. Racism is about as logical as Hitler's failed attempt to eliminate a race. It didn't work, did it? They're still here. Racism isn't logical, is it? What a sick disease. 

More on poisons later. 

To be continued.. 

I forgot about only you 
Only you are allowed
I forgot that only you 
Can feel that way..
Let down by blood
I forgot it's only you 
That feels sad at 2am
I forgot that only you
Possess anger against
Me.

I forgot that only you
Feel like I'm losing myself
I forgot it's only you 
That feels like our family
Is falling apart.
I forgot that it's only you
That feels like it's only me.

I forgot that only you
Are innocent. 
I forgot that only you 
Can bleed. 
I forgot that only you 
Are stubborn. 

I never forgot, though
That you blamed me.
For everything.

I think you forgot,
Along the way, 
How to love.

But I don't think 
You ever forgot, 
About only you.

I think you only 
Ever thought, 
About only you.

So now, I just crave
Forgetting. And acting
Like Forgetting, can 
Erase everything.