Shot in the back, straight through the heart
poisoned arrow from Cupid not.
I never saw it coming, so afraid to watch
although I knew it would come, target me.
Writing on the wall,
the writing I did read.
We all know how this ends,
sad as it may be.
So why did I stand there waiting for all this pain
and the end to all I knew?
Fever high, heart racing,
poison coursing through my veins
praying for death's sweet mercy
to end my misery.
This sucker who could never get an even break,
The end.
Trust!
trust?
trust,
Where did you go my friend?
