we aren’t Percy and Mary, not fire and ice no
we are earthquake and ocean welling up in a walled tsunami that crashes on the shore destroying everything in its wake.
we are droughted forest and lightning. We burn and scorch the earth rendering it all useless. Destroying innocent blameless creatures in the smoldering wreckage
we are two plates of the earth slamming together we grind and gnash until we are ripped asunder leaving a gapping chasm and destroying everything built up on us.
we are no fairytale, not happily ever after. We are a tragedy in three parts and a comedy of errors.
I am the oyster content to live on the ocean bed. You are the diver, ripping me from my peace, dragging me to the surface. Then you and your clumsy hands and sharp blade try to pry me open and for what? To steal the only precious thing inside me, a treasure I created. Nevermind to claim it you destroy me, killing me in the process. Is that fair?
we are as we have always been, as we are and always shall be. A train wreck that can’t be stopped even slamming down the brakes. Around us, they cannot look away but witness the destruction and chaos we create. We walk away until next time and there always was a next time.
I can’t anymore. Throw my broken shell back into the ocean. I might be destroyed but I will be at peace.
