I'M Sorry (Angel of Sadness)
“If u truly are here, then maybe I’ll regret this song”
Mother received a gift horse
She just never looked it in the eyes
Nine months later
she had more than she could lift of course
If going through labor was written in a book
Then some soul lies
Straight from her vaginal insides
I splattered my head
With the grisles in my infant arms
I gripped my throat
Assumed to visualize myself after dead
That day Diane realized
God doesn’t give a god damn
I’m stripping my soul of it’s beliefs
To provide one final volume
of what I have least to achieve
Laugh like I just want some attention
So unreliable
am I the only person you forgot to mention?
I expect nothing less than your undeniable attention
Dorm room fantasies,
Few episodes of *********** relaxes my *****
Storms doomed Atlantis see!
A new leprosy, father have you seen us
As you can see
God just doesn’t give a god damn
Vote or die, whom ever you spoke with is a lie
John Kerry, George Bush, it’s all in good hopes
I guess the worlds going to end anyways
So you can do what you want
For the most of many days
Now it’s me swinging on you
Loyalty is adored
But is only affordable through truth
Cry like a baby
Before I’d ever lay to make like a lady
This is not a war call
Just a scene where stars fall
someone give me a hug, maybe a tug
Before I purposely fall off this cliff
And become a hysterical myth
Maybe I already am
Copyright © Jerry Golden | Year Posted 2007
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