You are the light of my life

I am only just alive
So I strive
To make you happy
This may sound sappy
It’s been a good one Yours Truly,
Signed Mr. Fooley

Im writin again
I guess you forgot to send
It must of got lost in the mail
You know how travels can fail
Maybe it was the way I wrote it, this time Ill write it real neat 
You know the address, city and street
Hopefully youll get this letter
Or at least you better
Yours Truly,
Signed Mr. Fooley

Its been three months since I wrote back
Im bout to snap
Nevermind that
I get so lonely
The least you could do is phone me
Remember my number
812-651-1713 no other
Anyway write soon Yours Truly
Signed Mr. Fooley

I dont understand
How hard is it to comprehend
How to write a few lines
You told me youd write me a letter
But you havent never ever
Youd better do it soon Yours Truly
Signed Mr. Fooley

This is the last letter I send before I lose my mind
You better write back this time
Ill find your house
Sneak in as quiet as a mouse
Ill find your bed
See your head
Take a clup
Beat you up
Now your dead
Forever rest in peace sleepy head
No one will blame it on me
Im in Tennessee and your in Cincinnati
YOu better write back
Cause all this is a fact
Yours Truly,
Signed Mr. Fooley

Im in my way to your town
Im gonna ask around
If people know you
Ill tell them Im a friend to
They wont expect murder
I told my family I went further
Up to Michigan to visit some friends 
I told them they want to see me again
Youd better get ready
Cause right now Im unsteady
Yours Truly,
Signed Mr. Fooley

Im at your house now
Im in your backyard crouched down
Ill make this letter short and sweet
Because the fate you will soon meet
Well lets just say its not neat
Ill put this letter by your door
Knock once, twice or more
While you’re distracted ill sneak in the back
While you’re reading it ill have a good laugh
Yours Truly
Singed Mr. Fooley

Alright so your not home
Im gonna pick up the phone
Tell my family im gonna stay out here a night or two
But im not gonna tell Im waiting for you
See you soon
Yours Truly,
Singed Mr. Fooley

Okay where are you at
You havent been home for days what is that
Imma find your parents house
Ask’m where you are then imma bounce
It makes me mad
But also sad
I wanted to meet you
Yours Truly,
Singed Mr. Folley
Your in the Bahamas
Away from all the drama
In this state
Maybe its fate
That I didnt meet you
But I want to
Whatever Yours Truly,
Singed Mr. Fooley

October 19 is when you get home
Its a perfect time cause you’ll be alone
People will think you’re tired
So you’ll be retired
Off to bed
But instead
Of you sleeping a few hours
It will look like you have powers
Of sleeping very long
But it was lethal injection all along
So you’ll be dead soon
Cause trust me it wont agree with you
Yours Truly,
Singed Mr. Fooley
Well today is the day you return from your trip
You are literally about to dip
Into your own death trap
Its gonna take maybe five minutes then its a wrap
Honestly its pretty horrifying
All the yelling screaming and crying
I may have to knock you out first
Or not cause I do have the thirst
To hear someone in pain
So there sunshine can turn to rain
Thats all for now see you in a minute Yours Truly,
Singed Mr. Fooley

Your home now I thought Id write one last letter
Before you never wake up ever
I think you should know who truly killed you
Its me your ex boyfriend Drew
Haha you thought it was the other guy
He is dead now but he did try
To warn you before I could get to you
Its a shame he didnt to
If so you wouldnt be reading this
I want you to know its because we hit and missed
You made me so mad to the point
Where I grew a new joint
That was a passion to hate you
Signed Drew