BLACKMAIL
The fear of loss
The fear of debt
You use my fears to make your threat,
Pressure me to do what you won't,
To do what I'd never choose to (still don't)...
And yet I have to,
And yet I must,
And all of this after you told me to trust...
I want my work & my education,
These are my sanity; my medication,
I want this ugliness over (forgotten)...
I don't want to know that your love has grown rotten.
Written By Jason Wright
MARCH 22, 2006
for Mark Adams