5 phones ago I sent you a message.
My words arrow like aimed at your soul
Scoffer, you told me they were of insignificant worth when compared with
pleasures and sex, your enjoyment on this present
earth. 5 phones ago....I was shamed into a painful silence as you by appointed duties dispatched official violence. Possessed your health waxed condemned. Enslaved to opiates you've earned your ends. 5 phones ago.........., a reprieve from above. Rejected as you deny all forms of love. Questions are answered with contempt and scorn. Alone with your anguish bitter and forlorn.
5 phones ago, soon to be too late, prisoners savour your hostility and hate. Grace was extended to offer a choice. Forever alone, you've lost your voice. Waste away in your self made hell. Your collection of sex toys knows you well.........