The Slow Destruction of Life

Think about anything that comes in your head
Then never forget one day you’ll be dead
It’s hardly surprising that no one is sane
The drugs and the booze the lies and the pain

The reason for living is not found in a book
It’s like having a dream but you never wake up
It can’t be explained by sight or sound
It’s magnificent and godlike immense and profound

It’s short and sweet it’s bitter and pure
It offers you thrills but gives you no cure
It’s bloody and quaint it’s violent and cruel
It pretends to be saint but acts like a fool

It rises in many and renders you weak
It causes such heartache it’s coy and discrete
It knows you will suffer before you give in
It’s cunning and stunning and determined to win

It shines like an angel it oozes with joy
It’s willing and able to kill and destroy
It moves off in silence then strikes like a snake
God help all the ones who lie in its wake

It comes out of nowhere with fire and gust
It’s heartless and cold it’s bold and robust
Nothing on earth can stand in its way
It flatters and shatters and batters its prey!