It pains me to say this but it’s you
pilfering my last semblance of sanity
fighting every word that comes out of my mouth you
consistently overcrowding me, blocking me seemingly purposefully
cutting apart clear reasoning
you
without even knowing
with a surgeon’s precision, slicing
taking the truth only to remodel, suiting
you
to the last idea your mind is cancerous
craving attention too much to think,
apparent to all who know the truth about
You
Causing me suffering
oblivious to such ill-informed “facts”
sliding off your tongue, the true calamities
YOU
Catastrophic in your lack of knowledge
your theatrical play-acting in truth
to be endured by me like a parent a child
YOU!
forgoing reason in preference to fiction                                                                      demonstrating stupidity with laughable ease,                                                                                 and it truly pains me to say this, but
it’s

all                                                                                                                                                           you.