Sorry this stinks I am in a weird state where I can't write anything good, possibly writers block...
Rushes of fury,
Including the petite jury,
Crashing down from where you started,
You are fainthearted,
User, bruiser, loser,
Known to the police cruiser,
No more crying,
I'm sicking of your lying,
Nothing but pressing charges,
All your arriving and barges.