Polite Captivity

Approached by an acquaintance, immediately I tense 

As an amiable introvert, these casual chats make no sense

Words start to flow, smiling as my mind goes astray 

Hiding the reality the urges to break away

Irrelevant remarks are incessant, my head increasingly loud

A single being as audible as a crowd

Civility fleeing replaced by thoughts of evasion 

Nerves exposed and tormented by unpleasant abrasion 

Heart rate excelling, yet not one word I've spoken

Your disregard of my thoughts, my anguish awoken

Irrepressible angst worsens with each breath

Uncertain how anything in you could be left

Gratuitous informal conversation to an empath are brutal 

Attempts to flee them are often futile 

A lifetime of listening, few moments to walk away

The finality of being politely captive I utter " Good talking with you, have a nice day".