Apathy

"Apathy"

I am standing in the darkness now.

The most comfort in my life comes from this quiet solitude.

I have done all that I can.

What more do they require?

What more can they demand?

I am dreaming in hues of red of late.

There is more peace in this nightmare than

here with these hollow figures.

What have I done to deserve their hatred?

All I have ever done is been nothing less than who I am:

A strong mind,

A strong heart,

A strong will,

A strong voice.

Compassionate, disciplined, witty, solemn, proactive in all that matters to me

most in this life, but most of all,

Devoted, utterly devoted.

I will never understand what happened.

What loss or tragedy is justified by apathy?

And why is apathy justified by loathing?

Is it jealousy?

Why then?

All I ever ask if for some sincere consideration

What more is there to ask?

I know it is not too much.