I used to go outside every day and watch the sunset, No matter the weather.
In the summers I would swim out to the forest with my brothers. We would explore the woods, climb trees, And my brother even found an arrowhead.
In the winter the lake would freeze and we would ice skate if it was thick enough, I remember when we one time each got a bucket of snowballs and we were skating around pelting each other. But mom made us stop though, Since I got hit in the eye with a snowball packed a little too much.
What I wouldn’t give to have those days back….
But Seth passed away 2 years ago, And Ryan moved away and we really don’t connect anymore.
So I sit here watching the sunset alone. But the orange isn’t as orange, And the pinks and purples not so vivid. But gray has never been more clear.
My city on fire…
My home reduced to ashes, While the fire whips and crashes, All this trauma, from trying to influence the masses
My city on fire…
The park where I played hide and seek, When I was young, and weak Now seems like a graveyard for my hopes and dreams
My city on fire…
They’re all gone now my wife, my son, and my daughter I lost them in this needless slaughter, All because my government couldn’t bothered
My city on fire…
I didn’t die… My soul was murdered By politicians who couldn’t get a long It’s not my mistakes, But I’m the one that has to be strong
My city on fire…
And now my world is too. Where do I go from here? I haven’t a clue. I don’t know how I can live with this. If there is a god… He is going to have to beg for my forgiveness
My city on fire…
We met in the fifties, I thought she was beautiful and she thought I was nifty. I’m not much of a looker, But she wasn’t picky. We went to dances, malt shops, Fairs, and sock hops.
She was my angel, My gift from above. There wasn’t a word for what we felt, But we called it love.
She waited for me while I was in the navy. Happy for 60 years But cancer took her and I haven’t felt right as of lately I felt like I should have been the one for the taking. I sit here and my heart is breaking. I feel ever so lowly, It has only been a week, but….
Time had never passed so slowly
I had been planning a camping trip with my buddy’s for a while. But on the day of they both flaked.
I decided to go by myself and try and enjoy the time off I took for this trip.
I got to the camp ground around 5 pm, And i was able to get set up by around 8. I decided to have a few, because if you camp you have to drink.
It was such a beautiful night that I decided to go on a little stroll. I was going down the nature trail when I stumbled off the side. I try to adjust myself mid air to try and cushion the fall. I land on my feet, And the immense pressure from the fall had broke my legs inward. Then I had fallen over slamming into a rock breaking one of my ribs, puncturing my lungs. I’m laying on my back. Starring up at the stars, My lungs filling up with blood, Unable to move.
As I’m laying there I hear rustling. I look over. It’s a bear. My life starts flashing before my eyes as it slowly walks over to me. Then tears start streaming down my face I think to myself “is this all there is? Life and death? Is this all I am? Just a variable on the food chain? In the end nothing I did mattered. Theres just survival” The bear arrives at the man. Sniffs him a little. And opens his jaws.
