Your Catharsis

You pour your pain
        out on me.
Vile, clinging self-pity
        oozing through the room.
Green, raging jealousy
        born of past loves broken.
Words that batter
          and bruise
Even as their venom
          is denied.

Then, your pain transferred
        to me,
You sleep
        clean, calm
Your demons quiet
        for a time
And i weep quietly
        as they gnaw on my soul.