This is exasperating,
This rage I feel towards you.
I don't understand it.
I want it to leave,
But only intensifies in your presents.
I want you to leave.
But I'm kind,
I stuff my twitching fist in my pocket.
You have no respect.
You have no guile.
You have no remorse.
Your voice makes my fist twitch more.
I bite my tongue.
How much longer can I hold my composure?
Is there no cure for your crazy?
Can't you just shut the **** up n leave?
Why do I have to bite my tongue?
**** that *****,
I've had enough!
Get the hell out!
My fist twitches.
I turn and walk to the door
Out, I point!
You stair dumbfounded!
OUT! I yell and point again.
You stand gather your things and leave.
I sit back down and try to relax.
Man I hope that ***** never comes back,
EVER!
Finally my twitching fist n wriled nerves ease and release.
At last home is comphortable again.