The first raindrops of the piano keys leave me meaningless.
I choke down the last ounce of a wedding you never cared to have.
Listen poison, I will win.
Listen poison, hear me win.
You go down the drain just as easily as last month’s victim.
Slowly, slowly goes my motive
so that I do not scare you.
Slower, slow down your speech
so that I may understand.
Each day, her perfume becomes more putrid.
Each morning,
every giggle she breathes feeds your hate for her.
The brilliance in her eyes and smile,
it flickers out.
And you could kill her.
Admit it.
But what is this idea you speak of?
“Love?”
I do not believe I have heard of it.
Surely it does not exist here…
You are free.
Show me who you are.