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Tired of people, and tired in general, of everything feeling i am.
I seem to have this unwanted gift of being able to do extremely little within a vast amount of time.
Is it only me that requires vast amounts of time to spend by myself, without any intrusion from beings of the same species? Spending time with people is fine. It's just that there's this thing called personal space which i find myself having increasingly little of.
I hate seeing people in pain. Especially when i can't do anything to help. Especially when no-one can except God. Especially when people can't see that they need help. Especially when they can only help themselves but don't want to. Especially when they can't see a way out. And yet i can't blank it. I can't ignore it. I don't want to. And so i need to seek Your face for help. Coz You are the magnificent, almighty, King of the universe.
She screams, "Stop it! Get out!"
Yet intrusions are attacking her, vying for her attention, till choking and breathless, she withers away and dies.
But one day - ah yes we wait for that day - they will see that death has no hold over life. And she will emerge from that cocoon, soaring higher than she could ever before. It doesn't matter that she is only a tiny butterfly; what matters is that she is a new creation.