Disappointment

And I never;
Not once imagined,
That I could dread being around you.
That I'd have to brace myself
As I hear footsteps on the stairs,
That my stomach would tie in knots
Every time that I hear a car, or a set of keys.
That I would hold my breath every time the door opens,
And if it's not you, I go back to being me.
But if I hear your voice;
Your voice that now haunts me,
The mask goes on and the game begins again,
And it's really just a matter of time;
Who knows how long I'll be able to cope;
It's the ultimate test of my patience,
And I can't say that I'm surprised;
You were always a mystery,
Now you're just more of a disappointment.

Nyamedo A.D.