You

People are nuts. I love them!

You’re a
compromise-aphobic,
Your Inabilities to conceive,
Lacerating dreams.
I’m a
crouching curling captive
Just so you might see.
Yet you’re failure
to absorb continues.
Forging
Intrusive interruptions.
Blind with superiority,
Deaf with inequality.
Your touch, numb.
Your life, grating mine,
catching, cutting, crippling.
You’re a
precipice
concealing me.
Inexorable suffocation
with no eventual ending,
just perpetuation.
This caste you created
stifles thought,
eradicates communication.
Foisting imperious directives
absent of considerations.
Days spent
Wishing hopeless hopes
exhausted dreaming,
fleeing, living under you.
Obligation acts as shackles.
Love you, I’ll always do.
But like, I never will.