I shove this poem
right in your face!
Make you see.
Make you taste.

Taste the bitterness
of these wounds.
See the emptiness
and all it consumes.

I shove your words
right back at you.
Let you hear
your own untruths.

Push me away,
I'll give you a shove.
Make you feel the pain
you've given enough of.

Call me names.
I'll curse you back!
I'll play your game,
get you off track.

Taunt and tease me
if you dare.
I'll show you how it feels
to no longer care.

Don't bother to catch me
when you fall.
Soon you'll become something
that was nothing at all.

You don't deserve
an ounce of my tears!
You're not worth
these wasted years!

Tell me I'm weak.
I'll tell you more!
Soon you'll know defeat
as I even the score.

You spoon-fed me
all of your lies.
I spit them back!
and bid you a sleepless night.

This poem goes out
to those who inspire.
Thanks for the hate
you helped transpire!

One day you'll look me in the face
and I'll look into yours.
You'll say I'm a disgrace.
I'll say you got what you deserve!