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I was going to wait before I posted another poem, but someone close to me is frusterating me in life, and I use writing as an outlet. This poem is about someone trying to make the worst of you, just to ease their own insecurities.

Desperation

I feel

I hurt

I see

I do

I'm human,

Just like you.

You say you see a monster

You say you see a mess

You tell me I'm careless

And show no regret

To you I'm atrocious

In your eyes I'm a vampire

Waiting for my next meal

I seek out a helpless victim

Then go for the kill

Their blood stains my clothes

Their heart is in my hands

They fall to the ground

And I laugh as they're dead

To you I must be empty

To you I must seem dense

To you I must be stone hearted

In me you see the Ice Queen

How could you see such ugliness in me?

How could you be so blind to who I am truly?

How could you make such deceiving accusations?

I feel

I hurt

I see

I do

I'm human,

Just like you.

I don't kill

I don't hate

I show remorse

I feel pain

You take a sliver

Of whom I truly am

You dissect and engross

Until the image is contorted

Until there's nothing left

Of whom I am

You say you see a monster

You say you see a mess

What you say you see

And who I am.

Are two different persons

I try to make you see

The flowers blossoming within me

But you refuse to notice

You grasp onto your delusions

And make me into something I will never be

I pry open your eyes

Only for you to clamp them shut

My desperation for you to see

My humanity,

Shattering

I feel

I hurt

I see

I do

I'm human,

Unlike you.