Accustomed To Critique And Darkness Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Emotional vampires,
Accustomed to critique and darkness...
I can't afford to have feeding on my consciousness.
The extensive draining done they do,
I wont allow with me to pursue.
And they will do it too!

Emotional vampires,
Limited with negativity.
Upset with themselves.
And surrounded by insecurities.

Despise they do,
Those who choose not to self abuse.
And refuse to listen...
But expect others to.

They are happiest when sharing,
Their blightest insights.
And delight when someone argues,
Against thoughts they have...
Others feel for them aren't right.

And pained by youthful injustices to them done,
These emotional vampires...
Solicit to undo,
The peace of mind of someone.

Emotional vampires,
Accustomed to critique and darkness...
I can't afford to have feeding on my consciousness.
The extensive draining done they do,
I wont allow with me to pursue.
And they will do it too!
If given one's time.
And...
Empathy.

'I'm a Scorpio.
What are you? '

I'm a-Leaving!


Note:
The 'theme' is similar to my other poem,
Entitled: 'Emotional Vampires'