Grasp my idiom…

You're an unvarying token
Of how abandoned I am
The way you stare at me
Judgment penetrates throughout me
Beckoning for my mischievous sprite
Slash him apart
Quaver his emotions
Don't mind his whimpers
My unease
My uncertainties
Unnerved into an vacant space
To natter to the parapets
To gaze at my manifestation
To scream at the echoes
To conceal myself
In the documentation labels
Of myself
To tear my curls out
Just for you
Gaze at me
Glance at me
Give pleasure to
How small
How lengthy
I don't know
How unfathomable inside, if me is all this crammed
Grasp my idiom
Be aware of my expressions look out for me
Because I can't articulate
Don't let me have a word
Because every utterance is a extremely quick
It didn't solicit to be finished
And doesn't recognize where it's hitting
Simply where the rumbling advises it to
Being the hurricane is just as terrible
As being the lonesome to experience it
It disgusts itself
 To a great extent as you loathing it
Showering on your clear day