Okay, this is only the second verse I have written, but I'd like to know if it's any better than my previous piece?
http://forum.trshady.com/viewtopic.php?f=24&t=123620
Life is bitch and, -- nah, I ain’t wayne
The wife is a witch, but I’m not for that saying
A woman accepts respect so expect to get it
I’ll give it to her right after I get to wreck her children
Love’s such a mess, leave you stressed with regrets
Glove didn’t fit so I’m out with the rest
Above hitting shit though I’m pounding her chest
She said I was the guy and the only one for her
She’s dead, it was a lie, I let my lonely gun torture
She screamed with no thrill or choice and with true agony
It was the same shrill voice that she used to rag on me
But though if she was here right now I know how she’d be
It’d go “For real, pipe down and oh that’s how you murder me?
You’re weak little guy you need to stop pretending”
For weeks I would try indeed to put it to an ending
Her throat I choked, but when I woke, she was still with me