Love is overrated; write something about hate.
If looks could kill
I see it spark in your eyes.
It's been ignited and I'm fearful again.
I slap you, snap out of it.
But it only growls and rumbles deeper.
Nothing can hurt me more
than the look on your face.
My heart buries into my chest,
as I hide from the thought of your pain~
within mine, it intwines.
The twisting, knots the walls of my stomach, (tight)
as I crave the embrace of your tiny features.
I move in closer to try and reach you,
but I have lost you to your rage.
I wish you knew....
what breaks you destroys me too.
I wish I could take it away
and hold you like my baby.
I miss you when you go away.
I hate that you can't stay....
~Jessi (image and poem)