Dedicated to an Asshole
I feel the need to pursue
I know I can get through,
I'll stick out until the end
Before you make the bend.
I know I can be the best
I won't need to rest.
You fill your cup up to the brim
With broken hearts and dropped tears
You say your future's dim
That it's your worst fear.
Your shattered heart pumps lead
They fall for your lies and turn up dead
You may be ahead
But,
In this life game
I know I'm to blame
For this songs end.
The lions still tame
And blood spilled from sin
Will bring innocence fame
It will help me to victory
And you will be history.
I will win.
YOU ARE READING
'Nevermore Than A Few Words'
Poetry"Dear god, make me a bird so I can fly, far far away from here." Jenny Curran
