That thorn that flies
And hits my chest
Is your rudeness
Towards me and my heart
And all I am going to do
Is to pull it out
And decorate it
As another gift
On your part.
He stormed in
Threw acid on my face
Burnt my heart
Danced around the fire
Cursed me his best
And left behind
An irremediable tumor
In my soul.
Ah the disgust
The frustration that permeates
This thin air
And fries my skin
Your anger is misdirected
And yet somehow
Each time I end up to be
Your sole target.
Cold eyes
Showcasing a cold heart
His words, his steps, his gestures all
Were so deeply hurting
I feel a valley of pain inside
Like each wall of my heart
Is breaking!
The rude thorns in your heart
Reach out each time you speak
And leave on me immortal wounds
That would not heal for as long as I would survive.
You know not the extent
You hurt my depths
You stir in them a storm
And abandon me to stink
In painful hollows
Of a devastated chest.
Avoided me
Looked away
When I stared your way
With tear filled eyes
You heard not
The devastation
The breaking apart
Of my only heart.
Strike him on the face
Throw towels upon him
Show him the door
Shower him with insult
How dare he insult you
Your love, your grace!
She was close
Then she transformed
Left me alone
To beat love
And far away
She smiled
With indifference
To my aching heart.
Some attract friends
Its in their nature
I believe
And there are some
Who repel
Even a hint of smile
Through words
That cut like swords
In thin air
Tender hearts
Bleed and fall
To the ground
Suffering death
Of emotions.
Degrade me
And shine happy
Show me your back
Walk away
Head held high
And even then
You are
The biggest loser
In my eyes.
Look away
And don’t look
At my face
Its just a choice
Not some escape
Cause I can still
Read my insult
In your breath.
It embarrasses you
To stand next to me
Its not my ugliness
Its your perception
Of my inferiority
That you cannot stand.
Hurting me is so easy
You keep thinking
Reveling in the fun
Your joys are
Enormous
And my pains
Turn your immense gains.
Athmana 