don't talk to me in
that icy-cold voice.
making me too numb
to say a word. don't
ask me the questions
i'm scared to ask my
flawed self. don't
blame it on me when
i'm already drowning
in self-loathe. don't
use those business-like
words that demand only
the reason with the
story untold.

because no matter
how hard i daily try
all my life, i've been
this deadly butterfly
no matter how much i try
to let go and forget
i'm suffocated by fear,
sorrow and regret

don't talk to me like that.

— SweetSimu.