Taunting
I felt your manic laughter
On the other end
Of the phone last night
Tears trickled down my restless eyes
Thoughts beginning to take its form
Into somber clouds of apprehension
Blending with the aggravation that sparked
A menacing fire in my heart.
How could I let you crawl under my skin like this?
Tormenting me with every passing step?
Taunting me when I smile at strangers, waving as I go?
I felt your manic laughter
On the other end
Of the phone last night
Your words infiltrating my already superficial wound
Left and right thumb compressing it
Ferocity pouring out of you.
It wasn't enough for you
Every virtuous piece
I sacrificed without turning back
Wasn’t enough for your incompetent standards.
How could I let you stomp over me like this?
Teasing me for being valiant in what I want?
That didn't include you?
I felt your manic laughter
On the other end
Of the phone last night
Regretting ever loving you
With every ounce I had left in me
Not knowing what I was getting myself into
Two full years’ worth of self-hatred
Low self-esteem that passes by
Every once in a while, as if it were a familiar stranger
It doesn't cease to stop
It’s a part of me like how it’s a part of you
Lifting us up from the ground
As if it were a cyclone
Hurling us into the void
Of self-pity
How could I let you manipulate me like this?
Conjuring a fictitious world where I
Morphed myself into another pallid version of you?
I felt your manic laughter
On the other end
Of the phone last night.