Cruel Kindness

He turned away from every kind word,
Then raised his brows to mock on it-
Rejecting all comforting opinions.

He kept a passive face to jokes told,
And ignored all other warmth that extends-
He couldn't afford an extra memory in his head.


He frowned every chance he got,
More so to gestures of true kindness-
Causing his knees to weaken beneath him.

He clenched his fist,
Then he gritted his teeth-
Every time he sees understand in their eyes--
Staining his heart with black lines of sorrow.

It is not their presence he dislikes-
It is the absence of that presence he hates.
For that; he shares his pain with kind strangers.


(Understand how dearly the boy adores kind strangers..)