Monday, February 13, 2012
Scare
What fun you must have had
When you saw the terror on my face
My unguarded response to your scare
My split-second anxiety and fear
What satisfaction you have gained
Upon seeing my stoicism crumble
The control I spent a long time to build
Break down in a snap of a finger
Perhaps you needed a break
From the idyllic lull of life
A little space in the otherwise
Suffocating closeness between people
Well you got what you asked for
I want to put as much space as possible
Between your childishness and me
As much space a tiny old house can provide
I may be in the same room as you are
But I am present somewhere else
In another reality where I long to wring your neck
As I can never do in this world
It was unfair of you to break the trust
That I had so willingly given you
You were one of the few I have ever loved
And now I feel betrayed
You may think I’m being unfair
Taking revenge, bringing justice into my own hands
It is not justice I am giving you
But mercy through my cold silence
For justice is giving you
The punishment you deserve
But the mercy I give you
Is far more punishment than should be yours
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