[Child of God]: 416.Poetry.A Woman's Worst Enemy

These moments with you
Fill me with dread
They make me wish
That I'd stayed in bed.

I shaved my legs for this?
Man, what a joke!
You make me so angry
I start emiting smoke!

Out of my ears
My nose and my eyes
How you continuously mock me
And tell me nothing but lies!

No matter my approach
You always strike fear
That steeps with the anger
As you sit there and lear.

Oh, how I detest you!
I hate you the most!
And after your victory
You do nothing but boast.

Your thin, red finger
Points to my defeat
And makes my head hang
As I'm again beat.

As despair again settles
It now drives me insane!
Through the glass you're hurled
Just nicking the pane.

A victorious smile
Settles on my lips
As you lie in the grass
Smashed completely to bits.

But my rejoicing's cut short
As he enters with the mail
Giving me a blank look
While asking, "Was that just the scale?"