The drama in poetry

don't fucken look at me

I just want to be left alone in my feelings

I want to cry and wallow in the despair.
but you won't leave my head, you take up room and I just want you to go away.

I hate myself. I want you to fight me
and hold me and love me with tears still falling.

Come back, please. Don't leave me, but get out.

Take all your soft words, the pictures. The memories.
Never leave.

Push me back and put your hand around my throat. Tell me how much you hate me well I choke out, fuck you.

I don't want to hurt so I won't.
I'll stay in the fog of smoke and loneliness.
It's probably better that way.

You'll end up happy and I'll be high.

I'll let my mind spiral,
I'll leave holes in my walls.
I'll tend to the bruises and keep myself company.
Untill I finally stop breathing.