Nothing like poetry to get rid of some anger and angst, especially at 11:30 at night. I hope you enjoy!

The Door Too Big

Alone in the middle of nowhere

I open my door too freely

With not even a gate to guard

This house of mine

It has been standing unprotected for too long

o~o

They come in shoes off

Polite in their manner

Friendly in disposition

Careful not to leave a trace

Of their being here

And I am reminded

That they are only guests

o~o

And I almost wish

That they would streak dirt

All over the floor

Spill coffee on the rug

Or drop crumbs all over the table

So that I could feel rightfully wronged

When they leave

o~o

Instead all I am left with

Is an empty house

With a too big door

That I should close

That is better for letting people out

Than inviting them in

I just recently realized that I am a huge fan of metaphors and symbolism, which I try to incorporate into my writing and even my speech...unfortunately they don't always make sense, so hopefully this giant metaphor of a poem did. As always, reviews would be greatly appreciated. ^-^