I am unstoppable.
and I am not alone.
We who have experienced horrors
Pain beyond pain
Ceaseless torment robbing us
of romantic ideals for what it is to be human.
We who have wished for the end.
Who have found ourselves betrayed
by our unstoppable nature.
Who have writhed and screamed
inside ourselves
Attempting to rip this
unwanted endurance away.
Who have wanted
in all desperation
For some anguish
to be Too Much
For the evil we have
witnessed to live and die with us.
For the inexpressible torment
long since having burned away
all that we once thought of
as self
To grant us the mercy of demise.
but, alas, we are unstoppable.
We who have found
the ridiculousness
on the other side
of survival.
Who chuckle darkly now
at impossible odds.
Who have given in and accepted
the endless destructive chaos of the universe
and the unavoidable Responsibility of knowing
we are unstoppable.
No matter the bleakness
or how unimaginable the suffering
We share the grim joke of inescapable Reality.
For no matter how bad any now may seem
it can always become more terrible.
So we roll up
what courage and good sense
we might have
to tackle it head on.
To roll out again
and again
to make the best of the endless bad.
gathering our shattered remnants
into endless new selves
leaning our full
broken
glorious
force against the brutality
to forge
and shelter
little moments of joy.
We who are unstoppable.