Walk Away

Turn and walk away,
Don't try to beg me to stay.
Hatred burns on your face,
Causing my heart to catch a new pace.
Tripping on my feet,
Being chased away from the heat.
Stuttering and stammering for the words,
But they fly away like tiny birds.
Sleep eludes me,
While nightmares chase me.
Consuming pain as my meal,
No one can seem to be real.
Touches are no more,
I had no choice but to shut that door.
Strength is lacking,
But I have to send fear packing.

(M. Scott 8/19/10 7:29AM)