When you sit and realize
all that has gone down ..
no need to turn and frown ..
flip them the bird, she says ..
the quench for his thirst plays dead ..
suicide watch ..
marks the clock of the henchman ..
tomorrow never comes ..
today is where the crow has fallen into a deep slumber ..
such a bummer..
awakening to the scent of freshness ..
& no longer giving two funks ..
the price we pay ..
drown the kitty
words may not be so pretty ..
but neither is fraud ..
he got some balls afterall..
bitter sweet agony being released ..
say hello to my little friend ..
for she is dead ..