familiarity breeds contempt

Your arrival was again discreet
You are an imagery of trickery
If you cherish bitterness, I'm not your muse
Already I'm weary, broken & afraid
Yet, somehow you don't get it!

You rejoice in your lame successes
To me, it's a bloody shame
You are saturated in disgrace & pain
And as you stand to poke lives into the flame
You only grow even more morbid & cold

Shove yourself in pubs or in the eyes of whores
But never show your face around here...EVER!!
Have you not taxed me enough?
Need you provoke me more?
Do you have to strip me of what's left of my dignity??!

I can only hope for you to rot with yourself
Stop lurking around like some innocent child who's lost his way
You may be subtle but we are more careful than you may perceive!
What builds that sense of achievement of yours should die...
Whatever erects that neediness should vanish!

You do not belong here.
You are like an illegal entry to a white garden.
Like a parcel wrongly delivered.
I deliberately want to rip you apart & throw you into the thorns where you belong.
But that exhilaration will only last a moment.
Cos you'll be back.

You have no name. A stranger. Yet I recognize the chills.
And again, I bid you goodbye but this time... IN TRIUMPH.