Human Animals

Their like animals lurking around the corner,

Waiting for their next victim

As soon as I walk in the door,

Pounce - they are upon me

Hurtful, spiteful comments being thrown at me

Stinging and hurting my heart

Like an arrow being shot from a bow

Directed at the core of your soul

No consideration for my feelings

It’s as if I am a piece of dirt waiting to be kicked

They are selfish inanimate objects in my head

But in their heads they are perfectly formed creatures

Creatures are what best describes them

They have animal instincts

They pounce on their prey

Giving no second thought to that person’s heart

The pain increases each time, the hurt it causes stays

It stays and develops into deep pain and anger

Anger which can only be expressed through weeping emotion

Every night tears flow like a weeping willow

Please, stop this behaviour, stop this nonsense

You are causing pain, more than you know

I can’t take this any more

Please stop. No More. I Cry

Joanne Kennedy Ó

November 2002