multiplicity.

pointy thrusts from words they're wielding
questions posed, forceful and unyielding
     hurtfully playful are they
they know not how they wound me
unknowing, they hurt me truly
     with sharp jabs from things they say
i smile and grin, adding pain to what i already bear
so cold is a pain so fiery, how are they unaware?
     to their convenience
a gift to them in the form of a smile
i tolerate their subconscious attacks all the while
     my lenience
a sanity that is all but gone
a storm inside, an exterior calm
     a pseudo-tranquility
their words, they're words most unkind
wounding my heart, unhinging my mind
     births amusing instability
intoxicating is the hatred i feel
darkness alluring, irresistable its appeal
     condemned are they, in my mind
yet at no drop of a hat the feeling has left
civility had returned, my rage bereft
     my heart absolves them every time
in time i always see
my better side, saves the rest of me
     no matter the pain or any duress
forgiveness returns, salvation yet again
savior unasked, somehow made amends
     compassion arises, my beloved weakness