Sunken Souls

To the strongest, the worst is conferred.

But who decides when it all gets too much?

When weight translates to hate, and trauma translate to phobia.

What shall we do?

To soothe the welts of rancour, directed only at our own core.

How should we continue?

When the vistas of hope seem but a foolish trope,

and all that remains are our sunken souls.