Talking Down To Me

Talking Down To Me

A Poem by StatAnimalLover

How I feel :)

May you please stop talking down to me
I'm sorry if it inter fears with your daily plan
Of things on your to-do list
But personally I get sick of it
Sometimes I want to here something good
Sometimes I like when people are happy with me
A friendly face
I was once called
Now those words echo
In the hollow tubes between my ears
My brain cluttered with sadness
That all I can see is blood
The blood pouring from my neck
And into your hands
You push me farther down
Deeper I sink
I'm lost without the strength 
To defend myself 
I'm falling
Without the will
To keep going
Sinking into the darkness
May you please
Stop talking down to me
And try lending me a hand
To pull myself up with
One hand
Leads to your heart
One heart
Beets in your hand

© 2013 StatAnimalLover

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Added on February 6, 2013
Last Updated on February 6, 2013
Tags: hurt, talked down to, hated, sad