You Are Sadly MistakenA Poem by Riley BrayThere is profanity in this one, you've been warned.
Yes, the house smells like the gas leak from last Thursday,
Yes, it smells like the oil paint from last Monday, Yes, the basement is submerged in fourteen inches of water, And yes, there is no heat and we're forced to wear five whole blankets, But you have NO RIGHT to complain. This last two months you come here when you want With no message sent ahead to warn us. You shower in MY shower, Piss in MY bathroom, And sleep in MY bedroom, All the while complaining about how something is Too this or too that. Since you decided to divorce and live here half the time, You are acting like spoiled b***h, Hell, if it was up to me, I'd let you sleep in A tiny cardboard box out on the back porch. Complain then asswipe. You have NO RIGHT to complain about US When YOU are the one mooching. You have stolen from me my pleasantries And always have something negative to say. Well, YOU ARE A GUEST. Just because you are family, Does NOT mean we need to house you, a*****e. In fact, you're lucky our family is all about family. (Not including me. No. Way.) So I suggest you shut the f*****g hell up, Sit the f**k down, And leave it at that. I get you're going through a divorce, Honestly, I do, But there's still such thing as common courtesy, And you, my dear, wonderful aunt, Are lacking quite a bit. If you think you can complain Then you are sadly mistaken Because its not all about you, We're all going through the same thing You need to quit it. So shut the hell up Sit the f**k down Put on a smile And leave it at that, Because you have NO RIGHT to complain.
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1 Review Added on April 22, 2013 Last Updated on April 22, 2013 AuthorRiley BrayAbout"There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside of you."---Maya Angelou "I'm not even going to get mad anymore...I'm just gonna start expecting the lowest from the people I thought h.. more..Writing
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