"Punk Rock Country Song"

SusyLuvsPaul: Punk Rock Country Song

(note: You can put bad things that happen into your own punk rock songs, and even if the song is bad, well, it was meant to be bad. Cause what all happened was. And this ain't even the half of it.)

Our country place burned down
even the big red barn, somebody
wanted our land there and we couldn't and wouldn't sell
Mama's wedding gown gone, pictures
of her and Daddy gone up in blazes and smoke
her farm house home place
everything must pass,
all things must pass away
nothing and no-one is going to stay
the Law threw me in jail for one night,
three weeks after Mama died
I was innocent and put up a fight--
finally found innocent of a falsely accused DUI
but it dragged on for years, made me
scream and cry
long-lost son turned up
being a hellion wild child
boy it burns me up
a working class hero who
doesn't want to work
makes me furious to see him scowl, hiss and snarl
and shirk
and call me a wh**e
then I realized, he's only acting like me
if I let it all out,
cause he's such a part of me in a town and a world
without pity
life is not Disneyland, not a fairy tale
and maybe there's no Heaven either,
but there certainly is a Hell
--Susy 2015

Sounds familiar to me too Susy.
I guess all things happen for a reason, but I am not sure
if my heart and Spirit will ever trust and recover.
I have nightmares every night. Horrible.
And my Mom is permanently physically crippled.
There are some evil, heartless people in this world.
Good luck to you!

^^ it is sad when someone leaves and they never really say goodbye.
Then you are left wondering why it what you could have done differently, if anything.
It is like they were just ghosts, and maybe they were.
I am not good at artistic things I have found. My Dad was the artist and writer.
I am afraid my thoughts and words are locked up in my heart.

The only thing I could think about doing is picking up this tube of
Ultramarine Blue paint I found today and try to paint something.
But I can't bring myself to do it now.
Maybe oneday.

SusyLuvsPaul

Second Farewell?
When I hear something sad like this - the ray of hope always shines from nowhere and says 'C'mon, there must be something to do with it to make it right!'
Very beautiful tragedy of love.

hey_kittay:Is there a tertiary version to this tune?

Gotta go google the term "tertiary" ops: or ask what you meant, Kittay. I thought maybe both of these sucked. It was really nice to get feedback from y'all

SusyLuvsPaul:I'm sorry for all you and yours went through, Kitty. Sounds like you could write your own punk rock songs too. It might help you to express yourself through song and other art forms.

Ballad of the Second Farewell
--blues folk song--

Thrills of horror, I intone "hasta la vista, eat my dust"
I never should have shown trust
and no more shall futilely wait
your rancid scathing attitudes
made something like love turn
into something like hate
as I, appalled, stalled at the
starting gate and
now am gone
Could Emily or Charlotte Bronte have penned this, I guess not
frozen and alone is what I am,
nothing is what I've got
black-hearted greed of another showed me
I have got some pride
And having never appeared, I don't have to hide
"Trouble on the deep blue sea behind me,
vanish in the air you'll never find me"
it appears it is much too late,
and a song of love is more a cry of hate
tossed back into a sad familiar hell
and a ballad of the last farewell
diamonds and gold of hope all turned
to rust
as I glance back behind me and intone
consume my dust
I never should have shown a shred
of trust
rancid scathing words caused
this ballad of the second sad farewell--
Susy 2015

I gave this one a bump. Since it happened to me again since last week.
I will loosely name it, "The Third, And Last Farewell."

"Futilely waiting" no more.

I sure hope you are right Susy!
Thanks for the encouraging words.
Needed them especially today.

Why, why, why, why
Why do you say goodbye, goodbye
Oh no, you say goodbye but I say hello 2: