I Don'T Want To Poem by Brittany Quail

My hands are cold
my face is hot
every sound chills my spine
my skin tingles at the slightest touch
my palms start to sweat
and then i cant take it anymore
i want to run away
and hide from you and your strange and twisted ways
as soon as i leave i begin to feel sick
and my blood runs like a poison through my veins
making every inch of me ache
with the hurt of knowing you're gone
I cry out the poison
I sob and it robs me of my strength
My muscles tighten with each new wave
and I shiver as they pass
I want to say I'm sorry
but know that its too late
I wish i could actually see you
instead of this picture that i have in my mind
but then i start to think
and hate myself for wanting to love you
and hate you for not loving me
i still need to love you...
and i shouldn't...
but i want to...
and it kills me...
but i do.

(May 24,2006)