Our Future

by lonewolfpoetry

Our shared future flashed before me;

me sobbing, bruised, inadequate.

You glowering, snarling, growling,

diminishing me to an inch in stature.

While our highs could lift me above the clouds,

the lows could shatter my entirety.

I envisage my friends pleading for my sanity

so I extract myself from you,

like tweezering out an ingrown hair

or squeezing free a blackhead.

Your arrogance disgusts me but your eyes,

your eyes shall haunt my decision.