"EACH AND EVERY GODDAMN CURSED DAY

[INTRO:]
So, I woke up this morning my wings were broken my halo was bent and my horns were showing and I thought to myself; " Yep... It's going to be one of those days - again, just like the one before and the one before that. And I gotta remember, I'm a bad ass mother fucker from hell who isn't gonna let a single person ruin my day nor will I let them, especially if it’s going to be one of those days I will dish out reckoning to likes no one’s ever known before for those who choose to fuck me over..."

[1ST STANZA:]
Staring at the mirror this morning I realized that there was unable to clearly recognized the reflection that was staring back at me in the mirror. When suddenly it dawned on me, it was myself that was staring back at me, not me of the here and now but the old me. He was peering from within the imprisoned walls of my former self. Looking baffled and perplexed on how I had gotten to this lonesomely sad and disappointing point in my life. II took a deep breath close my eyes and said to myself; “Marine up, Devildog! This isn't so bad I have endured, survive, and overcome far too many difficult and horrendous situations and scenarios to just give up, now haven’t I? And I have also faced and defeated some of my greatest foes, demons, and fears throughout all of my harrowing trials and tribulations during my life thus far, now haven’t I? Hell yeah, I have, Ooh-rah! Even though I am barely alive and only somewhat partially scathed and forevermore scarred, I am still stronger even more so and better off due to the fact that I was defiant and resilient despite all the shit I’ve been through, now haven’t I though!?…”

[1ST REFRAIN:]
Each and every goddamn day gets harder than the one before. Each day seems like a nightmare progressing onward getting more hellacious every single hour it seems. Every day is another emptied prayer echoing for my heart, soul, and bones asking God to take me out of this world, only answered by more anguish, misery and loneliness. As every day passes I am closing up more. Each day becomes more unbearable, insufferable, intolerable and impossible to continue existing anymore. Every day as each passes I feel myself die little more by the minute and hour. And as days passed by I sit and wonder wondering how the fuck when will I ever leave this hell...

[2ND STANZA:]
And if someone could read my mind they would either be in tears or traumatized or probably just both. But nobody truly knows me and why I feel so alone and so out of place. So many are quick to assume and judge without thoroughly understanding. If I was to speak in a few breaths of countless words of sad disheartening and hopefully happy messages unto the masses it would be heard but never understood fully although it would be definitely misconstrued and misunderstood for sure. And a good many of the masses will not see my scars in the beautiful way that I do, but rather instead, they will only see them as an eyesore and they'd chastise and curse them profoundly. For the only reason, I have survived in the darkness is because the fire that burns inside of me is brighter than the blackness that surrounds me. And the only reason I have not rusted and have not become obsolete in the storms of life is because I have learned to dance in the rain. And I used to fear dying but no longer do I because I have grown wiser realizing that I should rather fear to live because I haven't really yet to do so and I have noticed that there are those who are breathing but they are not alive truly. Thusly each and every day is this another nonchalant day, I haphazardly live…

[2ND REFRAIN:]
Each and every goddamn day gets harder than the one before. Every day I think of myself, there isn't any way out of this shit hole of a life that I live. Each day I fall further into the abyss of nihility, although I haven't yet. Each day I struggle to rationalize a reason to take another breath, but I still do anyhow. Each day becomes a battle of reasoning between giving up and staying in the fight, this is a testament to sticking it out. Each day is a daunting task of trying to make sense of my life and how I've gotten this far. But as days pass by I continually sit and wonder, wondering how the fuck when will I ever leave this hell…

[3RD STANZA:]
I've come to realize that our lives are just one big mysterious puzzle. None of us know how many pieces we've actually got to this puzzle of ours. We do know however that there are those who fit in quite nicely and there are those who don't. We're constantly always trying to add more pieces to our mysterious puzzle; From pieces of all the memories of the things that we've been through and experienced. To the pieces of all the laughter, tears and joyous moments, we've had. As well as the pieces from lessons we have learned to be true. Right along with the pieces from bad experiences and hardships and heartaches. All these pieces we try and fit into the configuration that is the mysterious puzzle of our lives. And there will be puzzles of others will we do not fit in at all.But nonetheless, each of us had a part to play and helping figure out someone else's puzzle. Never try to make your piece smaller just so you can try to fit in someone's puzzle or even your own. And if a person keeps cutting off all the edges of their puzzle there will come a day they will no longer recognize what they see when they look in the mirror and they'll forget the person that they once were. And that is something none of us want, now do we? They would be the person right before the world told them who they needed to be and who they should be just so they could fit in the puzzle of someone's or somebody's life. So do not go and do such a foolish thing. Ya just need to try and make the best of each piece that you have whether you have all the pieces or not. Because in the end when you have all the pieces it'll be nothing short of a beautiful grand masterpiece, just hope that you didn't forget the sun at the very end of your puzzles life, like I did…

[3RD REFRAIN:]
Hells yeah, each and every goddamn day gets harder than the one before. Each day I am still sifting and sorting through all the pieces of my puzzle that I have gathered over the years, shit this is boring as fuck! Each and every day I realize that none of the pieces I have fit anywhere in my puzzle, fuckity, fuck! Every day is becoming a hassle trying to figure out if I even have enough to make a whole puzzle, there's a slim chance in hell that I actually do! But as days pass by and I am continually sitting and wondering while working on this so-called goddamn mysterious puzzle, I'm simultaneously wondering when the fuck will I ever be able to leave this hell! When it hit me, I can make this hell paradise and why the fuck should I give a rat's ass about completing this puzzle it won't ever be a masterpiece! So, to hell finishing this puzzle along with everyone who has fucked me over throughout my life, I'm fucking fed up and through with all the bullshit!! And no matter whatever bridge I'll come across, I'll just fucking walk across each and every one of them leaving gasoline trails and explosive charges so that way when I get to the other side I'll light a match and flipped the detonator switch and watch everything worthless and pointless crappy experience explode into a fiery explosion all while sitting back on a lawn chair drinking energy drink laughing insanely and grinning sinisterly, this is what I will do each every goddamn day as the hours to my demise become ever increasingly closer each and every goddamn day!!

[FINALE:]
As I lay me down to sleep I pray that nothing to be taken or kept, for my soul is not either Gods or the Devils to take or keep, because neither one of you wankers offer me one or gave me one from the get-go, ya dumbasses! And if I die before I wake just know lucifer you're fucking screwed because the competition is coming to Hell to take over and sit on your throne, ya wretched fuckwit!! And God, if I die before I wake, is obviously known by me that you will not take me instead you will revive my sorry pathetic ass so you can eagerly enjoy forcing me to live out my life yet once again for your sheer pleasurable entertainment, ya blimey ineffectual knobhead!! May erotic horny devilishly angels help me get off - I mean through the night before it breaks into dawn and I am yet forced to face another fucking fucked up day, Fucking Ah-men!!