HIM

 

I want to hurt you, desert you, socially disgrace you,

Shame you, break you, and publically deface you,

Simply and quite easily displace you,

But I can’t,

 

I want to beat you, delete you, silently defeat you,

Spite you, fight you, locally expedite you,

Gently and easily overwrite you,

But I can’t,

 

I want to kick you, flick you, psychotically brick you,

Nab you, grab you, franticly jab you,

Smiling as I lovingly stab you,

But I can’t,

 

I want to grin , watch blood soak in, laughing within,

Delighting in my sin, comfortably rockin,

 as, I picture you in your coffin,

But I can’t,

 

But i can wait, I’m at the gate,  of fate,

Don’t be late……………

 

Christina Ford