Hatred

I was feeling angry... but it's not about anyone in particular :)

It starts off as a nagging feeling

A slight burn in the pit of my stomach

Like something stirring

In the depths

 

But as your lips keep moving

It grows

Spreading through my veins

Silent and deadly

Like an invisible flame

 

It takes over everything it meets

Controlling

Twisting my spine into angry shapes

While my brain works furiously

To stop it

 

You are oblivious to my struggle

Digging deeper and deeper

Into a never-ending pit

With your careless words

 

Unaware of the hatred

That boils within me

For you and all that you stand for

For every word that leaves your lips

For every movement of your face

Every twitch and every gesture

 

It’s the way you say your words

It’s the way you roll your eyes

It’s your hands and your lips

And it’s everything you do

 

Everything you say

 

It’s your boredom

And your complaining

It’s your envy

And your narrow-mindedness

It’s the way you patronise

The way you condescend

 

The way you seem to think

That your opinion overrules

Everyone else’s

 

It’s that laugh you do

When you think someone else

Has said something primitive

 

It’s the way you see yourself as sophisticated

While everyone else finds you narcissistic

 

It’s your self-importance

And your self-absorbance

 

 

 

But worst of all

It’s how much of myself

I see reflected in you

Reviews

[Eira Anchor]

"not about anyone in particular" It still makes me paranoid that you're talking about me though. "I see reflected..." ...in it's lines. Or is it about your DARLING of a sister :P
xx

[EMP]

my goodness me claire. this is amazing and i know i say this about all your poems but i think this is my favourite. and that says something! especially the last three lines. deary deary deary be. *breathes* lol ahem..