Unwelcomed Guest.

You knocked.
You knocked again.
I asked who it was.
You said it was you.
I asked who's who?
You told me your name.
It sounded the same.
Just like them.
But I let you in...
Yeah, I let you in.
You walked through
My door.
Yes, it was my door.
You saw my welcome mat.
You stepped over it.
You tried to claim it.
When I wouldn't let you claim it,
You shamed it.
You tracked dirt
All through my home
Treated it
Like it was your own.
But it wasn't yours.
It was mine.
It was supposed to be mine.
But you ruined it.
It wasn't home to me.
Not anymore...
You didn't care.
Because you came and left
As you pleased.
You would leave
And go home
And leave me
With the mess.
You were that
Unwelcomed guest.
I couldn't make you leave
But I didn't want you to stay.
People have a tendency
To make you feel that way.
Blame me for the mess,
When it was you
All along.
I admit I was wrong.
I regret you.
I regret what I let you do.
To me and mine.
I always said I was fine.
But there were always signs
Of you.
I had to look for me
In my own home
Where I should feel free.
But now it's a different story.
Now I'm home alone.
And for once I'm not lonely.
I thought for so long
You were the only.
But now I'm content
In my solitude.
Because it is mine
And I do not see you.
So I closed the door
On that chapter.
Because there was so much more
That I was going after.
And you were much less.
You were not the best.
So I was not my best.
And you can figure the rest.
I think of you and ask
What made me open my door to you.
But I'm glad it's locked again
And I promise I won't let you through.