It’s not like was before
She doesn’t want more
It’s him I bet, he’s stolen
Her,

I should **** him,
Dig my fingernails into
Either side of his throat,
Pushing deeper into his
Scummy skin, crying in
Pain as my fingers claw
Deeper into his throat,
But no pain matching
What he cause me,
Stealing my girl, she was mine.

Or maybe a should **** her,
Cheating *****, she stopped
Caring, stopped wanting me,
I should gouge both her eyes
Out, push my thumbs in and
Stop her from gazing upon
Another man again.

Instead I wait,
For her return,
If she doesn’t
I’ll everyone,