Oh hello there, hi, sorry! I thought I’d let you in,
I thought I could hear knocking, or something loud and disturbing,
I’m sure I let you in, did you not hear me shout?
I shouted for you to come through, then I thought I heard sound,
of the door slamming
Like when you’d come home drunk, much worse then disorderly
You’d fling your stuff up the floor, remember nights were pretty morbid for me,
You’d be shouting or crying
Sometimes I’d burst out my room, half the time sounded like you were fucking dying
I must’ve been wrong, I must’ve misheard the door, maybe I’m reminiscing too much, too much about before
Maybe it was more of a slow creek, that I heard when the door shut, a creek up the stairs when you’d check on your sleeping daughter,
I’m not sure,
maybe I’m hallucinating,
maybe I’d should stop here,
and stop this writing I’m creating
