Deep Down (a poem)

The eyes of hatred pierce my soul
Daggers to my side
Sliding ever so slightly into my lungs
I can’t breathe yet I can’t let you see me cry

Sometimes I wonder when you started hating me
Is it only in your sleep?
Or is it hidden so deep down
it’s a secret even to you?

(Photo by Jr Korpa on Unsplash)

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