Dear 'Your Know Who' Poem by Timothy minchew

You remind me of the summer breeze,
Or the freshest rose in bloom.
I'm reminded of why i hate this world,
Everytime i think of you

This loss of sleep and lack of food,
Has got me feeling fine.
I'm thinkin that i just might snap
At the most convenient time.
Cause i have you here within my reach,
So it's time that we must go.
Dont be scared, we'll be right back,
Nobody has to know.

You like to fish? Of course you do,
It's the country in your viens.

I got a boat,
And i got a pole, So lets have our selfs a time.

Well now the sun is setting,
So i guess that brings an ending to your day.
Oh this? This is just my knife,
For little fish who flop away.
And that? Oh, thats just my gun,
For girls that make me feel this way.

It didn't have to end like this,
I tried to make you see.
I had given you two options,
And they both began with me.

You said it wouldn't work,
And that it could never be.
So now i'll hug your throat
Till You turn the color of the sea.