A pack of wolves both vicious and capable of being loyal to its pack. They pry their teeth into those they find all alone, different, afraid, and those they seek out to use as stepping stones to rise to the ranking of alpha. We are led to believe that even in the most violent animals the mother protects her babies no matter the cost, a kangaroo will throw her Joey out of her patch and change directions leading the predator away from her baby, a koala keeps her baby with her at all times ensuring its safety, once eagles find their mates they are bound together for life, but for some of us everything listed we find to be extremely difficult and practice all while failing. Without knowing for sure if you were told a child faces the chance of having a horrible life and that mental scars and years of torment were going to be inflicted onto their young minds and body would you or could you even say you would go out of your way to love them through it. Most of the time it only takes 1 person, 1 friend, 1 teacher and 1 voice to speak out against it. Poor little pups they have nothing to look forward to in life, or at least in that pack. Change can help though, right? That's only if you aren't afraid of it, whats there to be afraid of you may ask well, the pit or hole you feel in your heart, the agonising tightness in your chest when your lying at the break of dawn will tell you all you need to know, but by then it would have been too late, already consumed by the need for affection and validation. The constant need for order will never change either, why do you think that may be this time? To organise one's values may help or does it ensure them a moment of control and solidarity that they need for their next step or course. Nothing must be out of place, not even for a moment's notice the second it does everything will cease to exist, it will be that same moment that a weakness will be discovered. To hate them for it is ok, but when you can't move on is when we now realise that the validation we needed all along will drown out the white noises till you fall. The brick wall we built between friend and foe is slowly decaying and falling ever so fast at the same course has loneliness truly broke once character to the line of is it all worth ?
© Magnolia Koya