Alyssa Eve

The Elephant In The Room Alyssa Eve

Will I understand at any point, how, in one's mind, extreme violence becomes the only path worth taking? I wish I could spend time talking to the minds of those individuals. Explain the value of human life. Though the likelihood of listening ears might be low. As long as people talk and have been talking about such sensitive issues. There has been, and will be hope for a light to spark above someone's head. A blink, and the hopeful realization, their current line of thinking isn't working. I'm aware I'm a dreamer, most of what I say sounds far-fetched. Out of touch with what might be your reality. Something inside of me screams about these being the only types of dreams with the potential to save someone's life one day. I know it's absurd, to realize I have this sort of insight, I believe everyone does. The kind which holds a certain kind of power over another life. It could be childish of me to presume it's as simple as the need to hear someone cares. . . I care. These words ring true, they have more power than many other I've heard before. When will we start talking to the great big elephant in the room? It seems like the elephant's me, I'm learning this isn't the case. At times the elephant has the most elegant way of thinking, speaking, living, and perceiving. We tend to gloss the elephant over, complain and cry about it. You should consider staying silent, and listening to the elephant in your life for a change.