Mean (A Poem)

You yell 

at me and 

I watch your

every step

as you wind

up to make 

your next move. 

I look 

for an

escape but

there is no 

where to run. 

All I can 

think in my 

head is 

what did I 

do to make 

you turn so

mean,

and more 

importantly 

to take your

anger 

out on me. 

I would say 

I am 

sorry,

but I know 

it won't matter.

My mind blanks 

out as you 

are yelling 

at me telling 

me how 

stupid I am.

Maybe you

are right 

or maybe you

are misdirected. 

©Amanda Catherine