Using language as a weapon
From his mouth he spits words
Like she spits out raw chicken
With anger and venom unbridled
With disgust and horror therein
He has waited to unload his bile
He held it in, a cancer within
She had made no mistake
Nor did she treat him wrong
But he believes in the rumors
His mind pours out
Leaving him only anger
And enormous doubt
He is ready to be done
And his love is long gone