It.
I see it.
The torment.
The hate screaming from your eyes.
The disgust seeping through your smile.
I feel it.
The rejection.
The tension when you touch me.
The resentment when you see me.
I know it.
The pain.
The unbearable, excruciating agony.
All when I see your face.
I hate it.
The sadness.
The tears that fill my eyes.
The thoughts that overtake my mind.
I can't do it.
Feel this way.
The anger racing through my pulse.
Barging through my lips.
I won't let it.
Go any farther.
The anxiety and depression must end.
My heart is not a toy to explore, but to defend.
Get away.
I feel your stare.
It seeps through my skin.
Eating at my soul.
Let me be.
I need to breathe.
Leave the pain behind.
The taste if hate disintegrating from my tongue.
I wake up.
Aware.
My life is different.
I am different.
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