Too many troubles
Seeing no way out
Spinning spinning
No more rules to flout.
All the traffic lights
Are stuck on red
The only option
Is to wind up dead.
Too many troubles
Dead ends are rife
Stuck on a merry go round
All darkness in life.
Your breath is shallow
Your eyes so red
The only way out
Is a bullet to the head.
Look my friend
If it’s life you dread
Yes it’s a good call to
Shoot yourself in the head.
Too many troubles
No food for the feast
All but sad so rest in peace.

Now that you’ve gone
I am not alone
I will blossom
I will flower
Never again
will I cower.
Now that you’ve gone
I will create
I will aspire
When I was with you
You crushed my desire.
You told me
I was plain
I shall never,
ever have to
Listen to you again,
Now that  you have gone
I have found the
reason to live
And to belong.
You were once the icing
On my chocolate cake
Now I know
In hindsight
This was
A mistake.

A smile from you
Will open a door
A smile from you
The fish will come ashore.
A smile from you
The church bell rings
A smile from you
The nightingale sings.
A smile from you
Time will stand still,
A smile from you
Warmth fills me within.
A smile from you
The dead will rise
I know that smile
I have become wise.

You are a cryer
A manipulative liar
A wicked witch
A nasty *****
I will not understate
these are
Your good traits.
You leave a trail
Of  disaster
There’s no
stopping
You as you
get faster.
Nitroglycerin runs
Through your veins
If I get to close
I will suffer the pain.
Yippee .

My mate ted
Had his head
blown of,
He’s dead.
My mate Stan
Stood on a mine
His legs flew of
Life’s so unkind.
Freddie Drew
Got blown up
in his tank,
His mum got
A letter, his burnt
Body stank.
Many innocent people
Turned into killers
Turning flesh into
Body bag fillers.
Mothers fathers sons and daughters
Succumbed to there deaths
Just all been slaughtered.
All good memories have been wiped clean
No good memories war is just obscene.

In the train of death
No one is alive
If they travel with breath
They shall not survive.
Only one station
Thats the stop
they call hell
Nobody returns
That’s just as well
How did we get
To ride this train
A parasite called
the devil had infected
Your brain.

My hard nut woman
Of a thousand storms
She **** to hardship
From the day she was born.
Inside this woman is heart
Of steel
Never stuck,
Knows how to
Freewheel.
All her lovers held
Her in high esteem
Me included she’s
Now my dream.
My hard nut woman
Of a thousand storms
A golden woman
In a field of corn.