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I wrote this for @chvrches fanzine submission. A little bit of me with #screenviolence . I'm from Switzerland so I hope my English reads OK with you all =)
"He said she said", always rumors and interpretations, hell with devious words, misunderstandings and conflicts of all kinds. Every day we can meet people from around the world. It is priceless. A wealth of culture and powerful sharing, but no one really benefits from it. But hell is never far away when the true nature of others is revealed, when the lullaby of a beautiful relationship gives way to nightmares. What a disillusionment. Little by little, wickedness devoured everything, as I tried to be the good girl, the good friend. The truth is, I have often been deceived or abused. I am just asking for a friend, but I get laughed at, because I'm not suited. I do not fit into the boxes, I do not correspond to the image of others, I do not respond to convenience. How not to drown and succeed in keeping my integrity, still knowing who I am when, among them all, of everyone, I'm nevertheless outside, so lonely? Abuse of trust, toxic relationship, wickedness takes everything, for free and without foundation, just as the California sun burns the bodies, the violent delights of networks devours the soul. Yet there are the clues, dotted here and there, and we have the freedom to pay attention or not, to seek or not. It's "better if you don't" they tell me. But I am like that, passionate and honest. But I don't know how to protect myself and even though I think I'm the good one and do everything I can, deep down, I can also be the final girl. The one who sometimes wants revenge when we do not suspect her. This anger and this hatred, we all have it within us, gangrenous by those of others. This is the real Screen Violence.
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