meddlesome

i trusted you

              as a friend,

granted you entry

into my guarded castle;

all you had to do

was keep your nose out

              of things

              and

not stick it

where it didn't belong,

but no, too hard..

            too much to ask.

you enjoy

feeling accepted by

            everyone,

being center of the rumor ring

but i prefer

a nap before death,

and the quiet scream that follows.