influx

You were never an issue;
something I wished to
forget.

Now your presence is constant,
forcing upon me a life despondent.
I'm on to your game though, so it won't be long
before you're being forced--forced to move along.

I just need some time to think,
so I don't introduce my head to the sink.
I just need some time to clear my head,
so I don't paint the wall red.