The Green-Eyed Reason
You consider me a threat, a problem to your being.
Fighting me all the way, but there aren't bruises to what I'm seeing.
You degrade me beyond repair, embarrassing the life I lead.
Wishing me dead and kissing me later, but still I never bleed.
You are causing unseen damage, to my psyche and my soul.
Examining me with a microscope, leaving me not whole.
I won't let this affect me, for your just a jealous sight.
You are the one who loses sleep at night.
God is my protector to all your ment