For Lindsey

[syd]

I hate most rhyming poetry, and I would never hurt Lindsey...but I daydream about it.

If your dreams don’t come true
I can make sure all your nightmares do
If you've got love in your heart
I can promise I’ll tear it all apart
You can lay that pain down hard or easy
Just don’t lay it on me
And if you feel lonely and try to turn to Jesus
I’ll shatter your faith into insignificant pieces
We got into this for all the wrong reasons
Now I have to show a different season
All because you left me here alone
Surround by pills, powders, needles without even a phone
So I can tell you, you were right all along
We simply don’t belong
But I’ll have my revenge bitter and cold
Just as soon as I’m paroled

 

[New]

I greatly enjoy the vitriol in this piece. It's spicy.