To Jack McCoy
Your eyebrows could be compared
To the rainforests of Brazil
Perhaps your face correlated
To the wrinkly, yet lovable mug of a pug
And your voice related
To sandpaper on metal
Every case
May not lend itself
Victoriously to a Guilty verdict
But in the records of time
It will be your attempt
Even if only feeble
That is left behind
And even so,
Youre still the prosecutor-
Ancient as the Redwoods of California-
Who battles crime and injustice
Until his extensive talent
Extends no more
And who will, no matter what
Always be
My prosecutor
You play the victim in all that you do/
And it's because of your immaturity that I'm through with you/
I have moved on and likewise you should do the same/
Because I will never give you the satisfaction of my last name/
You claimed that all you ever wanted was to be my wife/
But you chose him that night you tore apart my life/
So don't play these petty games when you are the one to blame/
For the destruction and fire that continues to maim/
We both crashed in this fiery mess/
I'm sorry that I tried to move forward and you got caught in the stress/
But I can't put my life on hold until you are ready to live again/
And because of you
You claim to disown me
And not want to know me
But I was your past
And you can't hide forever
I'm sorry that he gave you
Something I apparently never did
But at least in the end
I wasn't the one boasting
Of newfound love or hope
Even though this is what I found
All in a girl with a smile
That broke through my frown
And it's not who you'd expect
Even though yours is painted in bold
And at least our last time together
Meant something for me
And I feel like you stole
From the very depths of my soul
That night you slept with me
With him on your mind
And it's an unforgivable sin
One I can not overlook
So I too can
Did you knock knock on my door
wth your phone still in your hands?
Did the car break down an hour ago?
Where the windows have no light
and the eagles lay to rest.
Where the arms are, I got the prize.
I bow my head and say my prayers.
May God bless what I do.
Any one of us could be next.
Because my time is never wasted,
my heart can never smash,
I am strong and I am alive.
Don't you give it all to me.
I'm cold blooded
and not running.
I'm all rock and ancient ice.
Don't mind it.
I'm behind you.
I won't wrap around a finger
unless I'm taking you down.
I don't need no more impressing.
Some days I wake up avid
enough to take