You're rotten.
Clothes sodden.
Preaching a soul-bleaching doctrine.
Forgotten, I bleed through.
My heart like a sponge then you squeeze through.
I beseech you,
Do not let the blood run
I need you.
Want to beat you,
Want to hack you to death -
With a serrated blade
Want to saw through your face
With the toxicity of hate.

Want to kiss you
Then dismiss you
Want to ******* with a fist-full of fake love
Then take off and spit on the **** that is you
You're rotten
You're rotten.