I feel it Can

(Genre: Creative Writing in the form of Stanzas)

I feel it can,
Be like:
“Can we fairly sufficiently,
actually remain peaceful..?
While not irritating those under stress..?
While communicating through a force of clear direction(s)..?”

Or will people appear to keep communicating through fancy forms of implication(s)..?
What many consider as “truth” interpretations and “accurate” translations..?
While binding together out of dangerous, emotionally dysregulated and sensory overloaded assumptions..?
I don’t know..?

Yet sometimes,
(if not often),
My assumptions of others’ assumptions,
Frightens me,
Causing (speaking for myself) additional sleep deprivation,
Emotional dysregulation,
And making me more vulnerable to becoming a victim of a brutal and elaborate system(s) of justification underlying basic assumptions and degrees of unconscious perpetual attempts to distract others into apathy,

Yep,
Regardless of claimed intentions,
I fear,
Becoming a victim of horrific experimentation(s),

Yet as of now,
Maybe I need to try to cool off all this cognitive snowballing to reduce the chances of it spirling into deep pointlessly paranoid imagination(s)..?

And once again,
In the fairest,
Safest ways possible,
Venture out of feelings of isolation