By Kyle Benson
Why don’t you understand me
Why can’t you accept my pain
Why can’t I show you my weakness?
Why do you always praise me for my strengths?
Like me for my personal records in the gyms
for the girls I fuck
Why can’t you like me for my suffering
For the realization that sometimes life sucks
And that I’m okay with that
Can you not accept my pain
cause you can’t accept yours
I need you here with me
I’m here waiting for you
To wake up
Truly, honestly, feel
the raw emotion of your human life
floating on an astroid
surrounded by darkness
Spinning uncontrollably in to the future
into the ground
In 2013, I got sick, was forced to see 98 different doctors and have since struggled over the last three years to regain my health. I’m a retired perfectionist who is opening up the honest feelings and stories of my flawed past (and present) for others to read in my publication, Fighting with the Shadows of Hell.
Right now I am in grad school to become a couples (maybe sex) therapist to help others overcome issues I have dealt with or helped others so far. I’m no expert, but if you’d love some tips to have healthier relationship, check out my personal site here.