driving down the road i hear the radio

and your muffled screams through the back seat

i just made your shoes but they need to be

cleaned for meet and greet

so classic so smooth

as you sedated me

i slipped a little something into your drink

a potion, more like a poision

i tell you as you drive on

brake lights shine through black

they reveal the burial plot

one last kiss before your final send off

you take my final breaths

thrust them into the ocean

cement shoes

the air bubbles start to surface

a sensation of satisfaction sweeps over my entire body

content with the done deal

the taste of this victory is almost to much for me

don't forget i killed you

with my death that i home brewed

as i sink down i remember what the sea king said

"you die here"

the chemicals begin to mix

vision begins to blur

i fall to my knees

i am my own victim

i was meant this way either way

you tapped my phones

i made the set up

it was meant to be Neptune's plan

no fate involved