Repellent

I  am intolerable. 

Why do people talk to me? 

Touch me? 

View my open arms with grace? 

I am the common factor in falling apart.

I don't try to push people towards the exit, 

But everyone's gone. 

I'm sick. Disgusting. 

No one wants to hear my voice. 

My skin burns skin. 

At least I warn everyone. 

You shouldn't want me. 

Join the future. Go away. 

I know it's crossed your mind before- 

Trust me. I've probed it. 

I'm a monster who devours thoughts

And preys upon emotions like a psychopath. 

I tried to suppress it. 

Apparently hiding is bad. 

But when a lion comes to the open, 

Sensible creatures flee. 

And people run far away from me.