Voices
I hear these noises so often
I hear myself scream back at them,
"Stop!Stop!"
I wish they wouldn't say it.
I wish they would be nice.
"Your voice is like a razor clawing through me at night"
I hate the fact they hate me.
I hate them so much.
"You've broken me finally"
My eyes are cracked,
My eyes are burning.
"I'm the girl with the shattered eyes"
This poem is about:
Me