Bourgandy Comfort Poem by Twiggy C. Tubercio

Comfortable positioning
The crossover casket
Life’s just a drag
In time we can pass it
Theres enough room
To lay here still
My eyes are heavy
My stomach feels ill
Cant you see
You disobeyed your vow
Life is now ended
The memories start now
You tend to ruin our lives
Why cant you just die
Give us what we need
Or give us goodbye
You’re a hated convenience
But not to mine
Against my will
To keep me in line
A scary movie
Years in the making
Running through my head
Lying awake shaking
Goodbye good times
Hope to see you next year
Till the next storm
I hope the sky may clear

(Copyright ©05/2008)