untouched

malice punched him in the gut

spite slashed hard, eager to cut

hate went for a frontal attack

as insecurity stabbed his bent back

doubt questioned him from head to toe

while misunderstanding just said no

negativity shouted into his ears

as panic filled him with unknown fears

infidelity fooled and cut him in half

while gossip guffawed a hearty laugh

rage shot at him point fucken blank

while hurt sat in a corner and drank

but steel simply smiled, sighed, said

I think I must have a thick head

see, I can take it all on my chin

and you can’t even wipe away my grin.

ram cobain

(Pic courtesy Google)