It slapped me
With a force stronger than everything nature could muster combined
It punched me
A calm that lasted a week
I thought it had left me
And suddenly it struck
Tearing tears from my eyes
Tending the flame of desire to rip my body open
I hold myself in place
Refusing this longing to kill part of myself
My body kicks in, hurting myself for me
I can't breathe
I double over
I reach to someone
They push me away
I thought they we're my friend
I think of reaching out to the two who bring me joy
But I can't
I stop myself
I force a smile
Staring into a mirror I stare myself down until I can only see how hideous and selfish my tears are
I call myself a horrible person
I want to separate my flesh from bone
Still I resist
I go back to forcing a smile
And the tears stop
I peacefully tell the obviously female person in the mirror that I hate her
And I stalk away
I have no other choice but to deal with it's return
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Sorting Poems Of A Pessimistic Optimist
PoetryThese are basically poems that I use to sort out my emotions and such. The poems might be really cheesy and stuff just because the type of emotions I need to sort out most of the time. I will still update the other poem collection but I will post lo...
