Hate Virus

I am sick and tired of smiling, happy, hugging, loving people.
The more they smile the more I isolate.
The happier they are the more I disintegrate.
When they touch me I break down and die inside.
Their over abundant love quietly kills me like cancer inside.
This is not all the time but sometimes, I get in a pit like this.
When I am there I am the joy stealer.
I never want to hurt others, so I quarantine so not to contaminate.
Those wonderful people whom at this time I would infect with hate.
So I am sick with a virus.
I don't know what to call it.
Irrate-fluenza, Mean-itis, I am left hollow and empty inside.
Biologically, I heal all in the totality long process of time.