I Inherited

Poetic Piece

Pseudonym: SouLve’ B.A.

I inherited…

Something
passed down
from generation to generation…

Something
found and granted to me
from the shadows…

Something
I thought
I could fight…

But damn…

I inherited it.

I inherited the pain…

From words
slayed like blood…

I inherited the hurt
from expressions
carved into my heart…

Like an internal tattoo.

I inherited demons…

that diseased my mind
like tumors.

Roaming within me…
like blood clots.

Feasting upon me…
like wild banshees.

I inherited the feeling…

Of loneliness…
even when surrounded.

I inherited the trait…

Of holding on
to those words…

Like a precious
porcelain
baby doll.

I inherited the ability
to say…

“Fuck this shit…
It is what it is.”

I inherited the ability…

Not to cry tears
that stain my face…

But to cry tears
that stain my Soul.

I inherited the lows…

The lows
that life can bring…

While inheriting
the trait
of being taunted…

By my mishaps…

And my
“unruly” mistakes.

I inherited something…

Something
I thought
I would never get.

I inherited
what 85% of us
had already inherited…

Yet…

I thought I was
the “Chosen One”…

For not
inheriting it.

But…

I inherited…

The day
my optimism
of the world died…

The day
my hope
for mankind died.

The day…

I took off
my rose-colored glasses…

And saw
the window pain…

Instead of glass.

The day…

I cut off
my blonde hair…

And grew
Black roots.

I inherited the knowledge
that this world
will never see me
as equal…

I inherited the understanding
that I’m
Public Enemy Number 1…

I inherited the understanding
that WE
are their greatest adversary…

I inherited the understanding
that they are, indeed…

“NOT LIKE US.”

Damn it…

I inherited it.