Trigger: murder-ish.
I watched as you passed me
And as I saw the red fury in your eyes
I was scared
And yet, as you charged towards him
I felt a cruel anger rise in my chest,
"You dare?"
My arm slipped around your neck,
I felt the heat of your skin, slick with sweat
Your eyes looked at me, I saw the dark within you
I tightened my arms, you struggled
Hopelessly
Because I will never let go
And you will never hurt anyone again
I stopped, you were cold now
And I turned to meet what I was protecting
Only to see that it's so far away, a distant dream
A wisp of my imagination
And I felt a agonising hurt.
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Hopeless Poet
PoetryI write about the world. Her, him, the places of meaning, aggression, compassion, or human nature. TRIGGER WARNING !! some poems talk about s*elf harm and su*cide. Please do not read if you are sensitive to such topics. I will try to put a trigger...
