Like fuzzy ears shooting towards the sky
This little critter is definitely not shy
Angry as hell at the bright yellow sun
They grow fast and they grow a ton
In a place where you wouldn’t expect
Green stalk becomes exceedingly erect
It’ll get six feet tall if you let it go
The only inner dialogue is “grow, grow, grow!”
Weeds may not be all that great
But it’s tenacity, I appreciate
A lesson in life shot from the ground
Ain’t it crazy where those things are found?
Grinding, grinding, grinding, grinding
Tell me, why is this so much fun?
It doesn’t really feel like unwinding
After your tenth corpse run
And yet you continue, quest after quest
Incrementally gaining gear
Putting your CC skills to the test
A successful sheep, a roaring cheer
Who would have thunk
That you’d be violently pulled back in
Foregoing another Friday night drunk
For another sweaty battleground win
I’ll be healing with my Human Priest
Saving a dumb Rogue’s ass
Many-a-time getting fleeced
Continually camped and harassed
No matter the passing time of day
Through every dungeon and endeavor
I’ll leap right back into the fray
Because this…. Is Wow… Forever.
I miss you telling me to let Winnie out
I miss coming home to you cuz you’re chilling, no doubt
I miss watching you play with little sweet boy
I miss when you tell me you bought him a new toy
I miss you cooking a bomb ass dinner
I miss that knowing feeling that it’s a winner
I miss your beautiful hazel eyes
I miss your target runs, which bring me a surprise
I miss every aspect of your beautiful self
I miss our time together, that of which is true wealth
I miss your voice and your amazing laugh
I miss getting you Lola beans, most of which is half and half
I know you’ll be back here in just a little bit
But the loneliness of coming home feels like shit
I hope you’re having a super fun time out there
There’s ice cream waiting here for us to share
Standing outside, yet deep within
The last time you were happy was….when?
Now you’re all fat and lame and tired
But hey, at least yet, you haven’t been fired
Day after day, drink after drink
The less you do, the less you think
Your brain and body are rotting away
Level after level, you continue to play
And as you finally achieve BiS gear
You’re the only one left to cheer
All of your family has gone and left
Way too late, realizing the heft
The things you gave up on, or barely tried
Nothing left, not even your pride
Ya know it’s been a while
Since I’ve posted something here
Been laying some tile
Been drinking way too much beer
I hope you enjoy
All of my cool ass rhymes
Because nothing will destroy
My desire for these times
To sit down and write
These simple words
I only have the night
To share with you nerds
Gonna try to get back to it
Cause this is what I got
With poetry I’m smit
It’s all God’s plot
The rush, it begins at 6 in the ‘morn
“I knew I bought two cans, I coulda sworn!”
But none of that matters, cause you need gas
That old pizza’s on sale, how could you pass?
You grab a few drinks, and one more for the road
Last time you had that many, your head nearly blowed!
Ask for two Goody’s, just because
Your boss still loves you, despite your flaws
Only ten hours to go, you say in your head
After the hell of this job, I’ll be almost dead
But it’s all worth it, because, holy heck
Your eyes turn to dollar signs when you see that check
Looking into their perfect world
Their auras bright, their smiles gold
Nobody warned me it would be this cold
On the outskirts of Heaven
I get to see my family’s joy
As they get to greet a little boy
To whom they bought him a little toy
When he wasn’t in Heaven
Meanwhile, I’m here outside
I wasn’t let in, but I really tried
For what felt an eternity, I’ve cried
That I can’t join them in Heaven
My soul, now all but gone
Feeling my end of days being drawn
I’m nothing more than the Devil’s pawn
Because I’m not in Heaven
Slowly cracking, turning to ice
I let my mortal soul turn to vice
To that boy, I wasn’t very nice
And I sent him to Heaven
So, that’s the end of the line for me
Formerly blinded, now I see
That’s the Lord’s salvation really was free
But I did not choose Heaven
Their attention and eyes, glued for hours
Our air sacrificed for cooling towers
What has become of this world of ours?
All for the next silly meme
While the people lose their power
What has become of the American Dream?
Up in Washington, they don’t care
All they see is how their stock fairs
And the people are losing their clean air
When will this madness end?
It will take our collective prayer
For every single knee, will bend
Let’s stay inside, just for another day,
What is the worst this apathy could do?
You let the heavy, woven fabric stay,
It binds against your body like a glue.
And in the dark, what has become of you?
There is so little left you can enjoy.
Just endless glowing screens to filter through,
A hollow, shallow dopamine decoy.
You trade away your future like a toy,
While sinking deeper in the stifling warm.
There is no strength left in you to deploy,
The blanket now an anchor to your form.
You try to throw the heavy covers out,
But find the silence swallows every shout.
At the end of a sterilized hall
Under one flickering light
A jagged, violent scrawl:
“Restroom closed for the night.”
Industrial bleach stings your nose
The chemical scent of a sin
In his mask and his BBP clothes
He’ll ensure that no one gets in.
He clacks the yellow belt to the door
And casts one sharp look around
Does he know that his sleeve has tore?
When she grabbed it, it did make a sound…
As you continue on your way
The questions claw at your mind
If you had only just said “Hey,”
You’d have seen what he left behind
Yet another life is lost
To the man who scrubs and cleans
In his eyes, they must pay the cost—
By any and all means
