Hello, it is I,
one of your millions of followers,
and I have a proposition.
There’s this girl, you see,
and I love her
like you love destruction.
I never cared about death before,
never minded your stupid manipulation before,
now I watch a fire turn to ashes -
You are killing my friend.
Come haggle me all you want,
use my body as your feeding ground -
but get away from her.
She is worth so much more than you,
She is like soft sunlight that glimmers
through an October windowpane,
and I know you can’t comprehend
but know that I can,
and I would gladly take a
gun to your head,
I would fight you for both her and I -
Death is not a career path,
she wants to change the world,
not black out for your meager salary
of lost opportunities and hospitalization.
Stop telling her she is useless,
she’s isn’t your reflection -
She does not deserve to have you in her,
She never asked for you to crash the party,
get the hell out of her party -
Contrary to your twisted mindset,
food is necessary for basic existence,
so get out of her head
and let her eat it.
I love her, there are no bounds on how much I love her,
and I know in your eyes
“love” is a synonym for erosion,
but to me it is the equivalent of sacrifice,
and I will do anything if only you will let her go.
I never realized that you had strangled me,
until you put the rope to her neck.
It’s time for you to get out.