Presumptuous Prick Poem by Airda Jones

I saw her tears
That broke her will
She was so strong
And I could kill

That man, he thinks
He can take it all
And just slip away
Without taking the fall

Well it's about time
He finally should get
What he deserves
His long awaited debt

For all the nights
She sat all alone
For all those times
She came angerily home

She gave you so much
And yet you didn't appreciate
Try to tell her sorry
But it's just too late.