43.

Vengeance For My Suicide



My Scarlet Dove has fled the nest
Now I must track her down
I must avenge this brutal cruelty
That ripped her from my dying hand

My Scarlet Dove was all I had
She held my hand and gave me hope
I knew when it became too much
She’d rescue me, and set me free

But ‘kindly souls’ took ‘pity’ on me
And ripped her from my hand
They saved me from a ‘greater evil’
By condemning me to hell

Vengeance For My Scarlet Dove!
I vow on hope of death
Beware you stupid ‘kindly souls’
For ‘saving’ me, you’re dead.