As my hate grows

You drone on and on
Making me hate you more
with each word you spew
From your lips
My hatred grows
Until I am fit to burst
But worry not
I leave the room
Before I snap
Because
If I snap
You’ll be toast
I won’t hold back
So keep droning on
Keep spewing those vile words
I will be far away
Conjuring up my next move
Just be sure
Not to cross my path
Or you’ll be sorry you did.

https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2021/07/26/three-things-challenge-671/

Author: Carol anne

I am 40 years young. I'm blind and I have dissociative identity disorder, I also have complex PTSD. I blog about my life with these disorders. I live in Ireland.

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