"I spit upon you"
the hatred grew
within his usually deep, brown eyes
that are now
so bloodshot
my tears flooded the area
I felt I was to drown
I yelled and yelled
then wrestled him to the ground
the vicious kicking
and violent words
were all I found
as I held him down
"I hate you"
the words came to ME
in a voice so strange
I surely did not want to see
I did not want to look
at his face
so terrifying
fighting his way through it
he was taken away
by two loved ones
and he was prayed to
so dearly
after that
the whole thing was through
we did not speak of it
and he did not know
he did not remember
for at that moment
he was not himself |
Submission Name: Unlike Himself
