I See You
I see you when I’m deep in my sleep,
I see you when I wine and I weep,
I feel you on the touch of my hand,
How could you hurt me yet still manage to stand,
But, I know you are still there when I look in your eyes.
You’re just buried beneath all of your lies.
I can no longer bare to look at your face.
You’re just surrounded by all of your own space.
Your hatred and pain all in one.
Oh my God, what the hell is your problem?
This poem was written/submitted by Matilda.