Everything I Do, I Do To Offend You Poem by Ramona Thompson

Everything I Do, I Do To Offend You



Dark rewrite of Byran Adam's Everything I Do, I Do It For You

Look into my cold, cold eyes-you will see
How little you all really mean to me
Search for my heart and for my soul
And when you find me empty, so empty there
Maybe you'll know it's best not to search any more

Don't try to change me
'Cause it's not worth fighting for
You won't get through to me
So what are you wasting your breath for
You know it's true
Everything I do, I do to offend you

Look into this black pit that is my heart
You will find
There's nothing there but a bitter, poison bride
Uncaring if you know or ever accept
This is who I am
Hateful and disrespecful of all life
I find no subject too scared or taboo
Every single religion and race
Every man, woman and beast
I'll attack them all
I'll make of them in print my happy little demonic sacrifices

Don't try to change me
'Cause it's not worth fighting for
Really I can't help it
Inside of me buried deep I adore
This cruel little poetry whore
You know it's true
Everything I do, I do to offend you
Oh hell, yeah!

There's no love that could ever accept my love
And besides me there is no other who would even want to taste
A dropp of my poison love
There's nowhere I know on this sickening earth I'll ever belong
Not even here
As hard as I try to ignore this presence
Inside of me
It still claws
It still pushes
Pushes me
All the time-all the way
To do such bad, bad things
Yeah

Look into vast black pit that is my heart, babe

Ooh, you can try, but you'll never change me
So please stop now
'Cause it's so not worth even fighting for
Something darker and deeper inside of me
Adores being this cruel, vicious, poetic whore

Yeah, I will always fight you
I'll forever lie to you
Reach as deep in as I can to hurt you, break you
Yeah, how I love to break you
By now you gotta know for sure it's true
Oohh
Everything I do
I do it to offend you

Everything I do, my little puppet darlings
Yeah, I do it to break something once good inside of you
Oh I do it just to break that something
That something that used to be something good deep inside of you
Now dance puppets, dance
Yeah!

2009 Ramona Thompson

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