30 Silver Pieces

She who ruins the proud,
She who gives what is due,
A bitch is a bitch,
no matter what dress she wears.

And like the red-haired Judas,
I have no control over my betrayal
But I will never apologize,
For I know what I have done.

A kiss on my cheek
from your blessed lips,
your forgiveness will only
spur this hatred further.

With my lazy eye
And overactive tongue,
I'll suffocate you with these wicked thoughts,
Together they are heavy.

Is it all right
if I press just a bit harder?
You're taking so long
and it's going to be a very long day for me.