the victims

not everyone
wants to be helped.
they like
being miserable
and sad,
lonely and disappointed
at the cards
the world has
dealt them.
everything is a
tragedy, a misstep,
in the wrong
direction.
victims of parents
that didn't love
them, colleges
they couldn't go to.
husbands and wives
that betrayed them.
they start each
sentence with,
you will not believe
what happened
to me.
this never ends.
the only thing that stops
it is when
you stop
listening
and even then they'll
find another set
of ears to confide
in.