they don't understand
 

guilt kills you all the time
why did i go there?
if there is a god
he has fallen asleep at the wheel
lets drag him in
try him and throw away the key

how dare he tell me right and wrong
there is only good and bad
why is it wrong to end my mother's suffering
this child what life is this?

see his soliders
living by the hyprocritcal creed
their disease no different to mine
my conscience keeping me ransom

they live with rose-coloured glasses
with picket fences and the 2.3 kids
don't they see the pain in her eyes
isn't my opinion as valid as yours?

don't show me that video
of my babies suffering
my conscience does it exist?
damn this situation and this god
why can't i just run and hide?

speachless

It is darkly moving and profound...the depth of devestation and hopelesness shown in your poem is tragic...

yes i know it, IT ROCKS, it can all be recreated it, HAHA peace out,

That is one awesome verse. Nicely done, hide.

thanks guys i must pay this one girl who inadvertenly inspires me to write quite negative things. :)

Hahaha, that's awesome. I know what you mean. I have a few people I should thank for the same thing ;).

if we had only nice people in our lives what would we write about? :D

Hehehehe, good point.

my wife is beautiful and she never nags me
a dripping tap she ain't
roast every night
my kids always listen to me
and never ask me for money

my dog rolls over on command
and my job is safe
i haven't gained a pound since high school
and gravity hasen't taken its course

i can eat nothing but donuts and coke
its heaven on a stick
here at the pearly gates
lets ask can we stay

LMAO! That's awesome!!!

my kids always listen to me and never ask for money HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

hehehe the bank of mum and dad is always open, kids remember that and take advantage of their undying love! :D

Hahahahaha, the bank of mum and dad...:D

take advantge of their love :D hahahahahaha, thats true