Athena

Darling, perhaps you think I make much of a poet, but I think I'm more of a criminal. And you never took any chances when it came to hurting me. Now I say: love it or leave it you can't understand. A pretty face but do so carry on. I wouldn't front the scene even if you paid me. I'm just the way God and the doctors made me. So long for now.Love is the red the rose on your coffin door. I always wonder; what's life like bleeding on the floor? You'll never make me leave because I wear your love on my sleeve. All the time.Please give me a reason to believe, so gimme all your poison and all your pills. Bestow all your hopeless hearts and make me ill. You're running after something that you'll never kill. Yet if this is what you want then fire at will. Preach all you want and I know no one is gonna save me.I keep a gun on the book you gave me. Say my last prayers, then lock and load. Black is the kiss the touch of Jack the Ripper. It ain't the mark or the scar that makes you one. Thank you for the venom.Fire at will, aim at my head, my heart, my knees. Then place the roses under my tombstone. I rest my case.