done

What rotten “luck” I had

Ending up living with a person

Who isn’t quite all there

Who never helps around the house,

Or does much of anything 

But sit on the patio and drink like a fish. 

Or now, sleep on the sofa

This beautiful strong proud

Japanese Maple don’t get any water

During the entire summer

- the hottest one on record -

And it died. 

My sympathy and friendship 

Died with it. 

I have no intention of living like this. 

I’ve already wasted 7 years 

With this alcoholic bastard. 

All the time I wanted to 

grow and invest  in myself

I spent that time putting out fires. 

That I didn’t start. 

I don’t even have one more 

Faux Pax left 

Or one single suit to give. 

This shit has been in here since January. 

To say I don’t give a damn

Is an understatement. 

I’m done with the roller coaster ride. 

Now how to get off? 

Ramadan Food. 

No rice. 

If you know, you know. 

I wish to God I didn’t know. 

I actually want a peaceful life. 

My brave face