Relegated

The system is broken.

Maybe it never worked to begin with.

Laws are just cobbled together to serve lawyers and politicians, instead of human decency – which they claim to defend.

When someone as good as me gets put through hell, like rabid wolves, others target.

A public argument or heated discussion.

The need to at last set limits with an out-of-control dog.

This is all it takes – just a “slip” – and in come the wild hogs.

They say that stress can kill, and now I know why.

It messes with your homeostasis.

And like an injured cichlid in a tank, society turns on you like an opportunistic school (of cichlids) and picks at you.

Until you fight back, and prove you have what it takes to still compete.

It’s a feral instinct of self protection, and if you don’t push against and act crazier than they do, they’ll keep coming after you.

If I know all of these things, why can’t I get out of the cycle?

Why does the darkness keep pulling me back to its bossom?

Well, because I put up a good fight and keep it at bay.

It so easily claims others – but not me.

I am tired of it.

Maybe I’ll just ignore it.

I heard that if you do this, it simply ceases to be.