In Memoriam

That little scruffy fluff ball

So vicious, so licky, so sweet

I didn’t expect at all

That he’d make the animal kingdom complete

With his crazy stares, side eyes

His little melm out sometimes

Despite his short size

His barks alerted us from potential crimes

Despite him crossing the rainbow bridge

I know he’s still here with us

Expecting something from the fridge

Alerting us of those who are sus

Little Allister, beautiful soul

I will dearly miss the little boy

Within this house he played a big role

Of being our bundle of joy

Rest in peace, little Allister

I know you’re having fun up there

Insert Metallica Song Name Here

As I lay my head down to sleep

I ask myself about the promises I need to keep

Did you wash the dishes, clean up the house?

Did you go to Target, did you purchase a mouse?

You did some, and that’s great to hear

Keep it up, dude, the kingdom of Heaven is near

So as you awaken to a brand new day

Keep the oath, send a prayer, and approach it in a new way

> 200

You aren’t really doing much

Except drinking beer 

But also eating a ton of food

Almost like you got a crutch

As you keep telling yourself “Cheers”

You don’t look all that great nude

But anyway, insomuch

To say you got a situation here

Wouldn’t be all that rude

So when you tell your wifey we’re going dutch

Realize and absorb one of your greatest fears

You really gotta step that shit up, dude.

Spirits Guide Me

Will I ever do the right thing?

I don’t know, but every time I try

It ends up never working right

My life is a series of mistakes guiding me

To where, I do not know

The Fury Within

It never ends, it never quits

It never ceases, but who gives two shits

Just you, my good friend

This anger will stay until the very end

No matter what happens

Slowly yet surely, the whole world blackens

What’s the point, why even try?

Eventually, I’ll cease to be, and die

I hate myself, and I don’t know what to do

Everywhere I turn, my answers are low and few

So I’ll keep trying to escape this hell

On the inside it burns, but nobody can tell

100 Years

This little kid, making a fuss

Under my breath, I always cuss

“This little dude is wearing me out”

As he sits there naked, making a pout

He learned to take off his diaper last week

Lemme tell ya, parenting is not for the meek

Its tough as hell, and you’ll fumble a lot

Every single day is a mini battle to be fought

But at the end of the day, you’ll look at them and smile

As the feelers in your tummy begin to spin and rile

“Ya know, I think I can do this for awhile.”

Descended

All’s well that ends well…

Or so they used to say…

Safely here, in my cell

Oh, how these dark thoughts weigh…

Deep, deep within my skull

The voices, they scream out

“End it all, end it all!”

But these thoughts must be culled…

There’s simply no need to pout!

Only 350 years to stare at this wall.

Antihero

Looking out on the day below

Nothing but doom and sorrow

Everyday, it’s exactly the same

Am I sure it’s really tomorrow?

My only source of light are the glowing poles above

My eyes always fully adjusted

To this present gloom all around

With this world, i’m always disgusted 

But then I realize something rather profound

That my inner world is only a reflection

And with this, everywhere begins to look a little brighter

I begin to see myself as perfection

Little by little, things get brighter and brighter

How could this have been so plain?

All I had to do was look within and smile

And say goodbye to all of my darkness and pain

Poems To A Friend

I wrote these poems to a work friend who recently passed away, she will be dearly missed.

There once was a woman from New York

Who was tired of government pork

So she packed her bags

Said goodbye to some old hags

And didn’t end up looking like a dork

“#GingerPower”

Red hair is the best

Wouldn’t you agree with that?

Blazing with fire

The Hunger

What I would give, for just one more day

One more chance, to say what I needed to say

All those things I wish I could have taken back

Everything I wasn’t, everything I lacked

But to tell you all of this, there wouldn’t be a point

I can’t go back there, not to that joint

What’s done is done, I can’t return

From that relationship, a lot I’ve learned

I can’t depend on you to be my sky

My sun, my moon my stars, without you I’d have died

But now I’m better, and that’s all done

I sure as hell lost the battle, but the war within, I’ve won