Done

Woman, I am done with you..
Your twisted life and misaligned stars,
cloud of doom following wherever you are,
inescapable chaos of your own creation,
drama and pity and tribulation
ongoing despite every intervention,
accusing others of your own guilty facts,
twisting past kindnesses into salacious acts.
Any agreement with you is like a demonic pact!
An assistant becomes someone to throw bricks at.
Someone helps you ten times, you trump by helping once -
to continue on like this I'd be a dunce.
My milk of human kindness that was down to the last ounce
spilled on the ground when you called me a fraud.
Now like so many others, your perminent departure I would applaud!
Woman, I am DONE with you.