Tell Me Poem by Pinaki Dewan

Like a voyeur of suffering, you've viewed me,
Like a garrote, you've sedulously subdued me,
To my inferiority, my pain you've imputed,
I have found myself alone and muted,
In all sickness and disgust, you've spewed me,
Sundering my psyche, you've accrued me,
After everything, why do you continue to delude me?
Is it not enough? Why won't you eschew me now?
Why are you so twisted, so convoluted?
What fun do you derive from finding me hollow?
What gratification when you hear me bellow?
Tell me... why won't you let me go?