To be so slighted,
in written words,
on a card, so uninvited
underlined, with a black line
to read a pathetic rhyme,
that only leaves a bitterness
at the back of ones throat
partners, through the good times and bad
but what if that partners actions
are the blight on this home?
keep that head buried in the sand forever,
Me? I'll just go it alone...

Is that what you truly want?
kind of pathetic, the way life becomes so hectic
and we kill to lash out at each other,
because to do the right thing,
will only dampen and smother
this burning anger
with a white hot core,
push that condescending face
right through the nearest door
spit on each other,
wading through the dirty clothes strewn
all across the bedroom floor,
dreaming of better days
that never seem to arrive,
any more...

mathiasthom
written 2/26/09