The vines, of your, entangling love, it’d slowly, suffocated me, and now, I’m, on the verge, the verge, of being KILLED, and I’m, desperate, to hold on, to this, FINAL breath of mine, so I’d, started, struggling, to break free from you…
The vines, of your, entangling love, it’d, slowly, taken me, it was, originally, this, mossy, green patch of carpeted grass that I fell comfortably asleep on, but lately, I’d been, working late, because the boss’s been, GRINDING us all, pushing us, to make that needed end-of-the-year sales quota, and, you’d become, too insecure, thinking, that I was, out with another woman, but I really, wasn’t, I don’t even have time to eat my meals from the office, where can I, possibly find the time, to cheat on you, huh?
how your love had, entangled me, like this…
But, your love’s vines, they’d, entangled me in, wrapped me up, too tight, and, it got to the point, that I couldn’t, even breathe easy at home now, and so, I’d, stayed out, more, and even though, I’d, lied to you about my whereabouts (that I’m still at work, getting grinded down, when I’m actually, at the bar, having a beer with my coworkers???), you’d, still found out that I wasn’t at work like I said I was…
The vines of your, entangling love, I’d, taken my sword, and, CUT them all away, and, despite how those vines wiggled and jiggled, I’d, CHOPPED them up, one by one, I’d, SLAUGHTERED your entangling love for me!