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Breidenthal. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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David William Breidenthal
I’m the victim…
Are you the predator?
I feel hurt –
I am oversensitive
I am an unstable table
The pain’s TOO unbearable
Am I your bull’s eye?
Are you the strong, enduring one?
You allured me into your trap…
And you made me feel like crap
You deceived me with your lies
And you ignored my crestfallen cries
You change right before my very eyes…
Every thought of you are as abominable as flies,
Hovering around me…as if I’m the dead carcass
As if I have a revolting scent…and you got the nerve to harass
I’m the awkward kid…
Are you the normal, mature individual?
I feel confined and insecure…
Did I just run out of fuel?
You discarded my dreams…
And you made me drink in nightmares…
I’m breaking by the seams
Why did you disregard my heart’s desire?
Why did you push me into your devious hellfire?
You transformed into a hideous monster
You’re a poison pretending to be a cure…but I’m a conqueror
you’re a wolf in sheep’s clothing…
you aren’t my savior…
you aren’t a hero
you aren’t the solution
to my countless problems…
you are escalating my anxieties...
I’m the target…
Are you the hunter?
I am injured
I am feeble
I am vulnerable
Am I the weakling?
Are you the watchful,