The Cycle

Hatred on your breath

like cigarette smoke,

only worse,

lingering longer.

The words you spew at me,

You’re worthless,

You’re nothing,

only pass through me

as you throw them in my direction,

traveling back to tread again

on your lips and back

into your mouth.

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9 thoughts on “The Cycle

  1. “Hatred on your breath

    like cigarette smoke,

    only worse,

    lingering longer”

    This is precise and astute, the way that hatred smells. I enjoy your observations.

  2. This is very strong, Natalie! Also anxiety-provoking. I can almost smell it… I also love the boomerang effect that the last lines evoke. Well done.

    1. Thank you Marya! It can be really hard to stir the emotions of your reader when you’re thinking about it, but this just came to me… so glad it had an effect on you 😉

Thoughts? I love those.

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