You rain down words like blows,
Battering, smothering, until nothing shows.
Reminded now, drops streak the glass,
The storm has yet to pass.

You lash out now,
Forgone promise of where or how.
Scathe me with every word,
But what hurts more, is simply unheard.

Cast from seething eyes,
A gaze from which even Hope shys.
Dire commination,
Spells only ruination.

There hate burns the brightest,
Aroused by pain in the slightest.
As ember to tinder,
Leaving naught but cinder.