Male Paranoia

I feel the harsh grasp of his hands as I see a man just pass by

I hear his derogatory words even though he is quiet

His presence will be known even when he’s gone miles

If we lock eyes, just to be safe, I’ll smile

He could have the best intentions

He could even know that I feel the tension

He may regret the actions of other men

He might want me to know that he’s not them

I will never know that though

It’s too dangerous to ask

I appreciate those

But I don’t even trust them

Because it’s been a friend

It’s been a partner

It’s been a dick

It’s been a poser

I’m sorry if you’re pure

But your kind is the problem

Don’t blame women for reacting to what’s been stolen

Peace of mind is no longer a thing

Paranoia stays settling in

I live alone but I really don’t

Check the locks

Get a dog that barks

Keep the knife sharp

Put bullets in the gun

I guess I can sleep now

Wait, did I make sure the windows are down?

Do you do this?

Men?

Are you terrified in your own home?

Do you have to be alert doing literally anything alone?

Is it even a second thought of yours?

Privilege

You mostly have weapons for fun?

Privilege

But also to protect

…from you?

Am I wrong?

Intruders

Murderers

Rapists

Pedophiles

We all picture a man

So even if a well pronounced miraculous male angel passes by

I will only see the demons of their kind