Don't Mock Me

Shaky, trying to be
firm.
Lower lip trembling,
and I fail.

Roars of laughter
pierce my gloom,
bringing me back
to this present.

Sinking horror,
oh dear Lord,
they are laughing at
me.

Find mirth in my
tears.
Find jokes in my
choked sobs.

Hidden meanings in my
cry,
Strain your ears to catch
the notes.

With my hands folded,
I plead.
Do you understand my
words.

In a high after your
promise.
I looked forward to your
return.

But the turkey is
done.
My hair is
unraveling.

Efforts were in
vain.
But all I asked was
don't mock me.