fleshwounds

some people are good, too good, at hurting those around them. as if they had no other purpose in life. i can't understand them, and i almost fall into pity them. their bitterness brings them nowhere. sometimes they are even unaware of the damage they cause, but even when they are, they think it won't backfire, it won't reach them and swallow them. how naive they are. bitterness breeds bitterness; hatred breeds hatred; and all the fleshwounds they cut on someone else's skin are cut on their own skin too. they might not feel it at first, but they will. and i dare say, in the end it will hurt them more than anyone else.