I want to be
Your ex boyfriend's
Stuntman and do
All of the things
He never had
The courage to do
Like trust you

For the sake of a stunt
For the stake of a thrill
Every single time I decipher
A metaphor or a puzzle
From way above the clouds
I rush a kamikaze rhyme
Into the open void
Near fatal crash
As if it were a drogue parachute...

Consequence & blame points with a finger of shame & self loathing.