*shivers*

How after all these years this still happens,
its sends shivers down my spine.
The constant fear of punishment
That is potentially mine.
The look, that sound, the pain that cuts
nothing new. nothing physical.

It cuts deeper then the skin
burns into my soul
the quick 2 second frustration
blasts through me this great hole.
Then i sit there angry, hurt and frustrated.
Bordering that familiar dangerous hatred.

Oh well, in a day it's gone... again.