Can You See What You Done To Me Now? Poem by Benjamin O'Brien

My dreams are fading into the mist of your avengeful, unforgiving clouds,
They hide my feelings and crush them,
So easy, with so little effort,
You sorround my heart with your tentacles of hate,
They are black with anger,
Your grip tightens and I feel a sharp pain,
I feel it bursting from the inside,
Blood leaks from a small hole,
The heart almost deflates,
Pouring my blood, my love everywhere,
Can you see what you done to me now?