No Future No Fun Only Failure

NO FUTURE, NO FUN, ONLY FAILURE Perhaps the thing that bothers me most Haunting and hunting for me as a ghost She had to have known I’d end up injured Yet ignored what I had suffered and endured I put up with promises I knew were secretive dreams I put up with wondering if the lady is what she seems My second nature obviously beat the s**t out of my first And not only that but second nature did its f*****g worst She must have known my body, spirit and mind would fall apart I have too much compassion and soul within my heart So I provided what she needed with no price, bill or fee But she had to have known the last man to do this to was me So now I yearn to do all the things she knew I shouldn’t do Like drinking and drugging myself half to death and that’s nothing new She’s comfy and I wish I were being welcomed into hell by it’s host And perhaps that’s what bothers me most © 2010.……free cee