• Her nice was life
    And he despised her
    She takes joys for the strong to give to the weak
    He simply smiled as his future seem to bleak

    She was a fat slob filled with so much jolly cheer.
    She was overly sensitive, she always shed tears.
    Her outlook of living was annoying to him,
    He wanted her to leave him be, to his dying whim.

    But She held onto him, he unable to live this world
    She tortured his soul by crying stay alive.
    He sat his body breaking apart
    laughing For she has no place in his heart

    He waited as his cancer ate him alive
    He never wanted her, why does she strive
    He wanted to leave her and his own rotten form
    Regardless on who or what he leaves scorned.

    His final days approached for him
    As he flash back his moments
    She cried for him to reminiscence what made him sane
    Only to make him relieve his pain

    He smiled as he took his last breath, She did not let him go
    She held onto his heart and soul, making his death slow
    He bit her arm, weakened her grip, Death in his eyes
    He smiles in joy to celebrate the day he finally dies

    But he sees her face full of tears, the makeup caked and smeared
    He sees what made her beautiful, he sees what was real,
    She cried for his return, his love was her duty
    But that day
    He finally see what to love in life
    He finally sees her beauty