Sunday, January 28, 2007

No Regrets;No Sorrow

Life a misery, what can you do about it?
Nothing, just pray and pray.
Till you fall, down the road.
Late is late,
no matter what,
so too bad,
its your loss.
You had your chance, I feel no pity, this time.
Don't fight it,
because its never the same,
in your knees, in shame,
water down way down,
enter the soul,
where the foul smell is.
No retreat, no surrender is only words,
walk the path, not just talk.
Avenge the avenger,
it's what we all do,
to be great, but it only brings sorrow,
like there is no tomorrow.
So in the end,
Life a BITCH.