With each day, each minute, each second I grow
older the hate inside grows forever stronger.
As you’re yelling persists I yell back as crazy
as a loony forever stuck in an asylum,
and I fear I’d be there if you took a walk
in my mangled mind.
There once live a bond that held us together,
but as the seasons changed the strings began
to break. Hanging on the last string
we are no longer equidistant as your pull
strengthens, and I try to pull away weakly
as we’re on a thin line.
Each word spoken from my mouth translates
to lies in your ears as each move my fingers
make is a dreadful dance in your eyes.
As your yelling erupts the simmering
anger inside boils as my fingers curl tight
cutting half moons in my palms.
I bite my lip to a rosy red until my body
shakes, and I explode with hate seeping
through. You’ll never have an understanding
of what anyone had to say when their mind
functions contrary to yours for you’re always
right and the world is wrong.