Your words

I will not listen!

I am hiding,

From you,

From your words.

Your mouth burns me with every breath.

But I have buried my ears.

Buried them in the deep calm of the ground.

You cannot reach them,

You will not touch them.

I will not hear your insults.

They are like clods of dirt

Flung at me from your dirty hands.

But I have put up my arms

Deflecting your words with sheer will.

I shall not listen.

Your words are like hands

Escaping from the gates of Hell.

I will not be dragged down

By your juvinile performance.

You are nothing.

Your words make you so.

Go.

You have no power over me.

I shall not listen.

Author's Note

what do you think?