Rotten Luck Slam
Forgive me if I asked to much ?
When all I sought was light relief
To help me with my Troubles
Not some minor grumbles
Because I am sick of being perennially told
At least I am not as bad off
As some or other poor unlucky soul
Whose has also had there life stolen from them
When I am down selfish though it may be
That is seldom comfort or brings no joy to me
I hardly imagine they give a damn about me
They have there own set of demons to deal with
And they won't stop me falling off a Cliff
Into the Abyss below my life has carved so hollow
My cries no longer Echo
So tell me please what am i to do ?
Because I have long since run out of my own ideas
I am as I Appear
A broken shell
Looking for a way out of this Hell
And all I am asking for God please is ?
Just some temporary light relief
Instead of constant bad luck
And i am not even asking for good luck
I would gladly settle for no luck at all
Truth be told
Anything is beter, than being put upon
When all my life seems to have become
Is the but of some sick joke
Into which voodoo pins to stick
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