You created, a life of grief,
Just to find, some release,
Turning two good Souls, into ice,
Because of your venom, They’ll pay the price.
A constant battle, You created,
You should have been, fucking Sedated,
Two young girls ,You happily
From the blows, did it fill your
You have no idea, How they
Broken, haunted, & filled with
Because of you, they no longer trust,
They live in darkest, & disgust.