It has almost become cliché to say
that something must end
that to stop drowning,
one must breathe the sin of oxygen.
And to walk,
one must end the lives of a hundred seeds.
And to thrive,
one must take what they can from others
without worrying about anyone else’s desires…
Change is destructive.
It aligns the fates of planets forever
and can send a whole world to its doom…
but your life
is a work in progress,
your struggles a simple process
of natural selection.
And it has almost become cliché to say
that what doesn’t kill you
makes you stronger–
But darling, it does.