Run
The staring continues,
Peering deep in the sinews.
How can they act so calm?
It's their fault I have this qualm.

Loathing mixed with fear,
Creates a subtle tear.
Emotion runs down my face,
Trying to find its place.

I reach down into my core,
Hoping to feel this burden no more.
The fear turns to pain,
All my efforts are in vain.

The emotion running down my complexion,
Forces me to look in a new direction.
How does anger compare with fear?
The difference should be clear.

Therefore I run,
I can't stop until this madness is undone.
Why do I run so quickly away?
Because I really can't stand to stay.