SO SICK OF YOU

SO SICK OF YOU

by Dreamy Poetess

In the depths of the night, where silence should reside,

A raucous cacophony disturbs the peace, far and wide.

Neighbors gather, fueled by spirits that gleam,

Their revelry unchecked, a boisterous extreme.

Oh, the charm of their laughter, loud and obnoxious,

As they stumble and bumble, their steps quite preposterous.

Into the wee hours, the noise carries on,

As slumber eludes, a patience long gone.

They sing merry tunes, their voices quite slurred,

While crashing and smashing, their manners absurd.

Bottles clink and shatter, like fireworks ablaze,

Leaving a trail of chaos, in the dark haze.

Tossing and turning on our bed, we're quietly enduring, with a sigh,

As the drunken symphony reaches a deafening high.

Sleepless nights, plagued by their mirthful delight,

While frustration grows, hidden from sight.

Oh, the tales they will share, with no filter or tact,

As their voices echo, a dissonant act.

The walls shake, the floors tremble beneath,

While dreams fade, lost in the neighborly wreath.

Yet we're trying hard to be composed, forcing restraint,

Bound by courtesy, though pushed to the brink, near faint.

Through gritted teeth, a smile is worn,

While secretly dreaming of a blissful morn.

So here's to the neighbors, their nocturnal charade,

A symphony of chaos, by their antics portrayed.

In this satirical dance, we quietly endure,

Hoping for peace, as the nights obscure.