that no good man
of mine
stays returning unannounced
every time i think i
got rid of him
here he comes
knocking on my back door
sometimes he lets himself
in
i forget that he always
has a spare key
i change the locks
he just gets a new key
in the past
i would give it
to him
then i started hiding it
he found it every time
he breaks in now
with no shame
laughing at my pain
tormenting me
such a *******
he always finds me
no matter how many times
i run away
depression is real. love yourself & others through it.