This Old Life.

This old life has sickened my mind.
I am no longer loving and kind.
To good deeds my thoughts are blind.
On the devils ways my soul has dined.
Everyday i wake up sad.
Everyday my behaviour bad.
I behave like a jack the lad.
No more i am a caring dad.
Drink and drugs do make me high.
They also make me curse and lie.
To my once good ways i have said bye bye.
I hear my loved ones deeply sigh.
I am on my way to that place below.
Where an inferno hot wind around me will always blow.
There the devils wicked smile at me will always glow.
From this old life i must soon go.
Yes this old life has got me down.
I no longer wear that godly crown.
Soon i will be moving to the devils coal dust town.
Where i will be wearing only a sad bad ass frown.