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I detest when people ask: are you OK? It gets even worse when it proceeds to: what's going on? I avoid the answer to these questions, for their answer is neither clear nor joyful. I wish they would never ask I wish they would just stay quiet They think they know what I have They think they know what I need I don't need their attention I don't want their attention I Just want to be in an empty room... Where the only sound is the echo of my thoughts... And I don't have to talk...   Or think...                                                   Or move...                                                                         But they come back....       They pressure... They stare.... They judge..... I want them to leave. I don't want them to wonder about me. Leave                                                       Leave me alone.                                             Stop torturing me.                                         Only then can I torture myself .
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Jan 15, 2018
Jan 15, 2018 at 4:09 PM UTC
Scopophobia
I detest when people ask: are you OK? It gets even worse when it proceeds to: what's going on? I avoid the answer to these questions, for their answer is neither clear nor joyful. I wish they would never ask I wish they would just stay quiet They think they know what I have They think they know what I need I don't need their attention I don't want their attention I Just want to be in an empty room... Where the only sound is the echo of my thoughts... And I don't have to talk...   Or think...                                                   Or move...                                                                         But they come back....       They pressure... They stare.... They judge..... I want them to leave. I don't want them to wonder about me. Leave                                                       Leave me alone.                                             Stop torturing me.                                         Only then can I torture myself .
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Jan 15, 2018
Jan 15, 2018 at 4:09 PM UTC
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