I feel it,
Why did I remember that?
The way their eyes trailed all over my body.
The way their glares pierced my skin,
It felt like I was being stabbed,
Stabbed by their eyes,
They saw me as a monster,
I saw it written all over their faces,
But why would I remember that?
That past me.. what did I do?
Am I a monster?
They stared at me as if I was,
Covered in my own blood they stared,
They didn't help me,
Why did they look at me like that?
Their eyes moving up and down,
Their eyes filled with fear,
I don't know why the image won't leave my mind,
The thoughts won't leave,
I remember that,
I remember that,
I remember.
YOU ARE READING
My poetry
PoesiaWarning: Some of it is kind of sad and could possibly trigger someone. Read at your own risk. Otherwise please proceed and enjoy the poems! The asterisk (*) represents something that could trigger someone, and also a warning before you read the ch...
