Common Man Poem by Lauren Miller

I'm struggling to tear the door
off it's hinges
because your presence in this vicinity
is sickening me
its threatening to make my brain bleed
your acidity is expressed in the words you speak
or rathe inr the words
you keep
with an S on your chest
you fly high
but you're no superman
your more like superbad
and i'm supergirl
and your nickname remains
kryptonite
the light to my fire
making me fly higher
but sunshine, it's raining tonight
you've taken flight
stranded in the cold,
in the dark
rip the S off my chest
and burn it for warmth
you're not kryptonite
your another lie
i was stupid enough to believe
in comic book
romance
i should have been believing
that you were just
a common man