Knots

Sleaziest of deeds were witlessly conceived Despite the vows once promised to abide Lacking penmanship in the art of a game you designed Drawing blank inferences where the heftiest of prices reside I'll be kicking the barrell from beneath you Watching your gasp in all your impetuous pride Your tarred lungs stifling for air Nearing the end, barely alive While hung on a rope By knots you willfully tied Cringing at the nostalgical arisements Mere beggar of the love once denied Mirage like chance that you'll survive You created this monster, this Jekyll and Hyde