Blabber Mouth

These Trees Grab at me
With every branch they stab at the.
It's insane how these bad poems
are written by someone with no brain.
I'll jump from subject to subject
because I cannot think of just one thing to project

Life sucks so we all might as well get fucked.
Were spawned from a bastard seed
only placed here on this wicked earth
for their own selfish Greed.
As they try to fill a void
they thought they need.

We all get our chance to burn
unfortunately we must wait our turn.
Roll the dice not once but twice
see if you can live for one more Sacrifice.
Your shot to live is quick
so try and try to give