"Don't ruin your life"
As he grabs for his knife,
He storms out of the door
To their home.
With tears in his eyes
He laughs at her lies;
His foot to the floor,
He heads to the dome.

He sits on the sideline
While watching the time;
Ready to get on the field
And win.
His time to fall
As he catches the ball,
He then yields
To his team with a grin.

He enters the stage
With his face full of rage
Gripping the knife
In his hand.
She sends him a text,
"Don't you dare hurt my ex."
He ignores that **** wife
He can't stand.

     He runs and he scores,
He steps on the field;
     He hears the crowd roar
He's ready to steal
     He glances with awe
The life of the one
     At that man
She sleeps with.

     He walks to her husband
Knife at his back
     He holds out his hand
He starts to attack
     He quickly falls
He does not run,
     Ball in his hand
But on the ground he sits.