Words Ignored

Dead to fall


Have really grown to hate you,
And everything you've come to stand for
I write these words in vain,
You won't read them
This pen would go to better use.
If I shoved it into your throat
And let you choke on
Your blood-filled breaths
However we once called
Each other friend,
So this pen continues to write words
That you ignore


Autor(es): Antone Jones / Bryan Lear