"You're so kind."

The smiles..

The small talk..

The "Thank you"s..

"Please"s

And "Your'e welcome"s..

The genuine gestures..

The politeness in my voice..

When I would speak to you, I'd never forget..

When you were so angry..

Raged even..

And I kept my cool..

Kept my voice leveled, even..

When you yelled I spoke quieter..

And were having a bad day, I'd buy you marijuana leaves to smoke..

A beer to sip on..

You didn't understand why to someone so full of hate I would be so nice..

So you'd tell me, "You're so kind."

"Don't you ever forget it", would be my reply..

I'd chose to deal with you and your ways long after I'd discovered them..

Maybe that's my f**k up..

If so, I'll admit..

Coming home late at night drunken..

Leaving me home alone all day with no one or nothing..

You didn't even think to text or call to tell me you were okay..

But when you would arrive, a grin would be upon my face..

Cooked meals for you..

Estate tidy, for you..

Probably the reasons why my kindness you could never forget..

I suppose this particular day I had had enough..

I went along the day playing reggae music..

Packing my clothes, personal items, really all of my stuff..

I arranged it all neatly when I was done..

Set it on the back patio to wait for my run..

I swept and cleaned and cooked dancing with music in the background..

When I was finished you were on your way home, I had lost all track of time..

Coke soda and rum had been your favorite this week..

Never physically, but the words you allow to leave your mouth hurt worst than to get beat..

I had been drained, smiling all day and frowning all night..

I finally stopped living in denial and admitted something wasn't right..

This particular day..

I could never forget..

When you drove home and parked crooked in the driveway..

I knew you'd been having more fun than usual..

By fun, I mean rum..

I should have then grabbed my rags and run..

However, I met you at the car and helped you to the door..

Been polite as I was the day before..

And months before.

And years, before..

I have never changed so I guess that gave you the right to stay the same..

But this rage has built up in me and wouldn't give me the leeway to remain that way..

The kindness in me..

This day I'd been the one to forget..

You stripped out of those alcohol filled clothes..

And your shoes you hated to wear..

Got in a warm shower..

Made love to you then after combed your ruffled hair..

"For this event tonight, you must look and smell your very best"..

So drunk you didn't even catch that tonight wasn't quite like the rest..

We had gotten dressed in pajamas and went to the table to eat..

That's about when I slammed two knives in your feet..

You're not running away now..

I'm revealing to you who you've created now..

Someone I hope you never are to forget..

I did this all with a slight smirk on my face..

And a light in my eyes..

And a good feeling in my heart..

I felt that goodness turn to gold when I stabbed your heart..

That light in my eyes went to white when I'd realized your's had blinked out..

I wondered what all you would take back or alter if you knew how things would turn out..

I didn't forget to be kind, do I ever?

I pronounced my "thank you" for not running and making it harder..

And I also said "I love you" like I do all the time..

With that same innocent voice and sparkle in my eyes..

Sorry for you, only this time you couldn't hear it..

And the kindness you couldn't see it..

And the love, you couldn't feel it..

When I looked down and saw that your heart was no longer beating..

And your shirt was drenched in your blood..

I knew you'd been so proud of me and in the kindness in which I killed you..

If only it weren't you..

I knew if you were alive what you'd say..

When you saw that from ear to ear smile, planted so merrily on my light face..

But since you're too dead to tell me that I'm so kind..

I said, in the best voice of yours I could make, "You're so kind" aloud..

Then in mine, "That would just have to do for now".

Author's Note

Always kill with kindness guys. :)
I know this is different from my usual stuff, but tell me how you guys like it

Reviews

[closed]

Really well composed poem
I can tell you put a lot of emotion into it

Great job with it

[Tamika Finley]

Thank you so much and yes. Thanks for reviewing!

[Karabear]

Amazing visionary :-) Love it

[Tamika Finley]

Thank you so much glad you enjoyed

[Karabear]

You're welcome :-)

[Writergirl]

Wow, great surprise ending-very clever ;)

[Tamika Finley]

Thank you!! Much appreciated. :)

[Sue]

Really nice poem and surprising ending! This is different from your other poems so I guess that's why I was a little surprised at the end. However, very good and as of right now, I have no specific critique because I have no idea how to critique poetry. In my opinion, poetry should be written the best way the poet sees fit and I feel as if poetry is a "freestyle" form of art where there is no right or wrong. So I'm sorry if you're looking for critique :(

But good poem!

[Tamika Finley]

I'm not necessarily looking for critique so don't be sorry. Just honest opinions. But thanks a lot for reviewing and reading, it's much appreciated. I'm glad you liked it . I'll probably make more similar to this , but there's a lot of different styles I want to test out. Thanks again :)

[Sue]

No problem :) I can't wait to read your different styling techniques!

[Not here]

its a little longer but i think the font size and placement of the words on the page (e-page?) helped alot. as for actual poem stuff, i really liked it :) keep it up

[Tamika Finley]

Thanks a lot. And yeah the story I was trying to tell felt better longer. But thanks for reading and reviewing and im extremely glad you liked it.

[Emily]

Nice wording!
Well done!!

[Tamika Finley]

Thanks!! Glad you read and reviewed. So glad you thought it was a good work