Fiery show

I could see the fire in his eyes,

I am sick of all the lies.

I can't believe the words slipped from my mouth,

I know this conversation is going to go south.

I wonder what he's thinking,

I pick up my cup and keep drinking.

I watch him stand up slowly,

I am all of a sudden feeling holy.

I am afraid he's going to hurt me,

I am shocked because what he does I didn't foresee.

He has my favorite shoes in his hands,

Goes to the shed and grabs the gas can.

Lit the match and burned my shoes,

What the hell? Total shoe abuse.

I pack my things and I'm ready to go,

But first I grab his shoes and throw them in the fiery show.