Whores.



An Original Dark Poetry piece about a woman who cheats on her boyfriend and his subsequent descent into madness!

Lines borrowed from Tom Waits, ( You don’t meet nice girls in coffee shops) and Bauhaus, (Rosegarden Funeral Of Sores).


I never thought she’d cheat on me
She broke my heart and now they’ll see
The darkness that has grown inside
From every time she told me lies

So when I shoved her on the track
I didn’t dream of looking back
As the high-speed InterCity
Took her looks, now far from pretty

Now never will she be the same
And no more will she play her games
No one will look at her that way
They’ll walk on by and quietly say

“Whatever happened to her face?”
She’ll turn away all full of shame
And never break another heart
One whore down, so many, but a start

The wicked women that did me wrong
They hurt me so but I’ll stay strong
I can’t kill ’em all but I won’t stop
You don’t meet nice girls in coffee shops

There’s no more nice girls to be found
So long as to this Earth, I’m bound
I’ll cleanse my home of this disease
Till bullets bring me to my knees

God’s my strength, they’ll need their guns
To take me down, I’ll fight because
My holy quest comes from on high
Our Righteous Father in the sky

And in his name, I’ll kill the whores
There’ll be a Rosegarden Funeral Of Sores!

Original Dark Poetry.
Copyright © Craig Detheridge.
2015 – 2017.

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