The monster, predator, and decaying wolf of my past why would I ever let you crawl back in? Why would you have ever mistaken my kindness and submissiveness of terror in the past as an invitation to try and be welcomed and coddled into my life once more? Who the fuck do you think you are? Who do you take me for? What kind of disease are you? I expelled and extracted you. I survived when I thought you might kill me, when that could have happened. This isn't fear, this is fuck you. Get the stench of demise off my windowsill you think I'll open. Go find your peace of mind and needing for redemption somewhere else. Don't you dare knock again.