Dad Is Funny

I might get drunk in the morning,
I might get drunk at night. *
Another ol country song,
get er done.

Let it end

Block your number from my phone.
Resign myself to be alone.
Rebuild walls around my heart,
Ones that can not fall apart.
Jaded, jealous, full of rage.
Turn the story's final page.
Take the hints you often give,
Learn to very simply, live.

Untitled crap

I'm so stressed,
its a test
and I'm failing it.
Been blessed,
but I just
ain't feelin' it.
Doin' time,
on the grind,
each and everyday.
No time,
anymore
just to laugh and play.
Everything,
is so bleak
and so dark and gray.
All I,
want to do
is just go away.
Blow away,
like the dust
upon the wind.
I'm done,
this is a game
I can not win.

silence

a time of silence descends upon me.
i try to call out yet nobody hears me.
as if, I do not exist.
shifted
     for a few seconds.
Palpable,  worthy of notice.

With myself I stand alone.
Emptiness surrounds.
Like a bat I navigate
by only sensing sounds.

Nothing is there
And I begin
to ponder again
if nothing could exist
except me.

The only true realization....
I know nothing.

another goodnight and the loss of one more

let me ask this.
did you tell them goodnight
tonight?
about, 7,575 seconds ago?
after you told me ":>"
in response to my outpouring of aspirations?
Was I not worth that one goodnight?
I thought we both knew,
how few,
we had left.