Seperation Anxiety Poem by Poetical Analysis

If I am to be betrayed
I can radiate hatred
Sprung from a lack of patience
The treasonous reason they left
Is the reason I am alone
It can change the range & rhythm of my breath
Possess & pulsate the fibers in my breast
Like the pirate burying Black Beard's chest
Cause they won't let up
They pounce
With every ounce
Of getting hit by a truck on a secluded route
You're too scared to trace
And swear they can't see in your face
Or theirs'
Trapped in the private prison of your peers
Little toy soldiers fighting their fears
Dry of tears
Counting the years, the months, the moments
You should have always known it

5/21/16