Re-Evaluation Poem by William Mowell

I can't leave well enough alone
And I wont pick up that phone
No need for useless batter
Why should this stuff matter

Its time for a reevaluation
Of your love and my infatuation
Time to change this way of life
Time to give up this worthless strife

Send me your money and send me your prayers
But nothing matters when there are spiders in your hair
Feeding on your mind and spitting out your heart
Its just like a woman to tear it all apart

Separated from reality and sanity
The truth, why can't it be free
Lies, like a waterfall of blood
Washed away with the flood
Life is all that I have left
And I will take that to my death