Peripherals

Peripherals

A Poem by KalebX_

Out of the corner of my eyes I watch
I feel the stares, my name was mentioned
Once, twice, a third time more
The fake presence of a snake
The rumours fly
You spent the whole time in my peripheral vision
I never once looked over but I saw enough to know
I felt your eyes keeping me in your sights
The flock would follow but never shall they break
A marching order of fake commands
The ever growing presence to appease their Shepard
I broke from the pack and they crumbled
Spoke words of hatred that have been said about their newfound leader
But they all left, you sat there with the few who have nothing better to do
You watched as I broke, my mind wore thin
My chest caved in as I found it getting harder and harder to breath
I'll never admit it but you had a little to do with that
A weakness I've always had but not with you
You merely joined the club of others
Who know just what they do
That place is toxic but none shall every follow through with anything
They say they hate me but they are just the same
They said they hate you, ripped shreds to your name
It is all an act, an act I understand all too well
I missed my train home, yet you still sat
Nothing to do with me but a fact that puts forth a question
Where you waiting for something? For someone to stick to their words? I sang from the rooftop, the garden had died
I found a friend in bitter pain from an act that reminded me of things
I held him as he cried and tried to calm him down
But it only opened my eyes
We are not the problem.
This was not our fault.
We wear the blame
But not the cause
My peripherals perplexed me
I thought I saw you sing along
These words won't heal the broken
And neither will these songs.


© 2017 KalebX_


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Added on April 9, 2017
Last Updated on April 9, 2017