I am Afraid of What I do to Love

I never want to meet you. I never want the chance.

As badly as I crave. An addict that hasn't tasted the drug yet. 
My heart pounds at the thought of your face. Blurred as it may be, I long for you.

A yearning I have no target for. A general range
Far too broad to effectively silence. Or at least temporarily appeased.
Rage is how I manage. Blind
And restrained. And ultimately pointless.
I understand sex. A physical means for people to act on their
Desires. It's natural. With the right person, it's pleasant.

Of course how do you explain color to a blind man
Feeling to a psychopath

Which I am not. I am simply a violent person who does violent things.
How can I deny that I feel?
A puppy in the street. Sympathy. A condescending superior? Grit
Teeth and a vivid

Imagination

Don't come near me. Please. I 
Only say this for you. If I love you

Then I would warn you against someone like me. Someone
Open to pain and quick to

Learn weaknesses. I would warn you against an
Obvious mistake. I fear for a 
Violent outcome. I fear my actions foul would stem from fear of the unknown. 
Especially because I have never been in love.