Hate

I've heard every word you said; How the visions fail to enter my head. I see everything you say so clear. Clearly, its you who can't hear. I shiver, but no one draws me in all I'm left with is my skin touching skin. I can't breathe if I'm breathing you in. I see your eyes, but I try to pretend, That they are the same old eyes that let love take me in. My fist forms into an unruly shape, I know if I let it move it will be my last mistake.