You laugh at my pain
then ask why do i hurt
your patronizing sarcasm
makes my blood boil as
nerves deep down are struck,
my emotions are in a frenzy
i must keep my composure
you make fun of my hurt
so you can have exposure
all i want is peace and closure.
YOU ARE READING
Poems Upon Poems
Poetry"As she stopped to catch her breath, She looked back only to realize that He was no longer holding her hand Now she must walk in the dark alone." #48 12/29/15
