you play with me until this burning anger 

claws its way out of my chest like a

dying heart ripped from its veins, an 

inhuman roar hanging heavy in the air

and though it hurts to say this

i am nothing but a person without that anger

a tiny

insignificant 

person

afraid of what occurs after the breakdown

afraid of the quiet emptiness of being alone

so even though you're toxic and rude and 

completely, utterly unworthy 

of my time

i stay