You've crossed these lines
Too many times
I asked you to leave the room
You continue screaming
Projections of insecurity
Am I afraid? Not at all
Annoyed by your complete disrespect of my boundaries
Your complete disregard of my needs
This word vomit meant to degrade or diminish me
Get the fuck out of my room
And stay out
This is my safe space, and you are not being safe.
This was your choice first
Before you arrived, you thought there wouldn't be space for you
Nothing I did made a difference
Finally, you removed yourself from the house to a cot in the garage
Now you're in the way
Refusing to offer household help
Taking up space
I'm not your momma, you're not entitled to my roof over your head
I don't agree to accept your mother's gift to us as a rental payment
You are not my tenant
I owe you nothing
You don't know Me, you only know my poetry
Poetically pathetic
Do you even know when to stop?!
You don't get to decide what I need!
Leave me be!