you yell and scream
waving your arms in the air
stomping your feet
lady, i don't care
you storm away
slamming the door behind you
picture falling to the floor
i hated it anyway, thats true
screeching tires out the driveway
speeding down the road
thinking i am sad
my heart carrying a heavy load
but
did you see the van
parked on the street
so, when you come back
an empty house, will be your greet
i've had enough
of your tantrums and spite
i will sleep soundly
in my new apartment
tonight
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200 Poems (completed Nov 25, 2016, 8:52am)
PoetryA challenge to write 200 poems between November 1 - December 31, 2016. Please support the others who have accepted this challenge. Follow them at #200poemchallenge. (completed Nov 25, 2016, 8:52am)