i'm frightened
by everything you do
whether you it be opening your mouth to speak
or walking down the hall towards me
your actions make me nervous
so nervous that I begin to tear at my nails
or tap my pen frequently on the table
I feel my body begin to shake
but I refuse to show it;
how much you've scarred me
I cringe when you lift a hand
I bite my lips when you yell at me blindly
the other part of me thinks of ways
ways that you'd hurt me
maybe a out of hand argument
or a reckless but intentional car accident
i don't know when it became this way
all I know is that;
i'm frightened
not only by you

but me, too.