You stabbed my eyes-
I thought I was blind
For a while, now I see things

Your words twisted my tongue
Around- I thought I understood
What I said- but the world thinks

Now my neurons exchange
Impulses, but my dendrites find electrochemical transmitters
From the past- that make my brain live

My eyes hurt-
My tongue pains-
Thoughts, I have for you-

The headache.
Your torture.
On purpose.
-The purpose it gives me.

I refuse to understand-
You do hate me.