I am tired.
Why am I so tired?
All the time.
Tired.
I am tired.
Why am I so tired?
All the time.
Tired.
Here in Life
Here in Death
Always Here
Just Don’t Smoke Meth
Always Here
Lend An Ear
Lend An Ear
To Spread Some Cheer
Lend An Ear
Just to Hear
Lend An Ear
To Help Survive
Lend An Ear
To Help Me Thrive
Lend An Ear
Don’t Disrespect
And When I’ve Passed On
Please Don’t Forget
Just Lend An Ear
He awakens to the sound of birds singing their Praises
Up from his slumber he raises
He straps on his boots
Out from his tent he arises
Peaking through the clouds
The early morning sun shines
The fresh morning dew
Glistens on the bright orange leaves
Of the Sugar Maple trees
His breath he sees
In the crisp Autumn morning air
He inhales deeply
Cleansing his lungs of the dirty city smog
That usually surrounds him like a fog
A bright red cardinal sits in the branches
A deer is drinking from the babbling brook
And he is one with nature
In his soul he finds happiness
And peace
My girlfriend Trish is not a bitch
Knowing her is quite the pleasure
I would go see her any night or day
Despite even the worst weather
My girlfriend Trish is so amazing
She loves me as I am
Even when she sees me grazing
On last night’s spiral ham
She is a big supporter
Despite all my disorders
And what she wants is what I shall order
My girlfriend Trish brings me joy
And her dog loves all his toys
My girlfriend Trish helped me find peace
Peace within myself
She took me to church
I found the Lord
My life with her is not a bore
My girlfriend Trish is wonderful
In oh so many ways
Her amazing ways are so numberful
She is a gift from God that I will never be able to repay
Her talent is very outstanding
She wants what is best for me
But is never over-demanding
She is so smart
And has a wonderful heart
With her I hope to never part
This living alone
This living alone I bemoan
To wake up
To open my eyes and be…alone
That empty feeling
That rush of panic
Upon my eyes opening
I look and then I see
No one there
As if no one cares
This living alone
This living alone I bemoan
All of this space
Not a person in my face
While awake it feels good
Upon waking up
A different mood
Oh, this living alone
This living alone I bemoan
Too old to live with family
Way beyond the roommate stage
I enjoy my freedom, my space
But this living alone
This living alone I bemoan
I thought I would die at work tonight
It was really, really scary
I thought I would die at work tonight
The situation was kind of hairy
I just started this job last week
Working factory security
But tonight, my outlook was rather bleak
In all honesty, the situation was just absurdity
I thought I would die at work tonight
Or at least deal with an active shooter
Thank God it did not come to that
I just had to type on a computer
I know I blew it out of proportion
I was never truly in danger
But these days you never know
The thoughts of any stranger
I thought I might die tonight
I prayed and prayed and prayed
God came through and answered my prayers
None of them were delayed
Maybe from now on I should relax
And not be so uptight
But always on guard I shall be
Ready for any fight
I’ve got a deep, dark void
Down in my heart
Deep in my soul
God, come and fill it
I just want to feel whole
I’ve got a deep dark void
Deep in my Spirit
So silent, yet so loud
I can almost hear it
It says to me, “You suck”
I just want to give up
Part of me doesn’t give a fuck
God, drive it out
Make me want to shout with glee
Even if this is my final plea
I may not have done well
But I’ve done my best
Please, make me Blessed
I don’t want to burn in Hell
Please, don’t leave me behind
When it comes my time
When I leave this Earth
I want to shine!
Does anyone really have time for me
In all of God’s Creation?
I’m not exactly suicidal
I just feel so alone
And I’m having ideations
I won’t do anything to myself
I promise, for my dog needs me
He loves me so much, he counts on me
He always tries to please me
Does anyone really have time for me
In all of God’s Creation?
I’m having a really bad day
I’m struggling today
But it’s just in moderation
Does anyone really have time to talk
Over the phone or on a walk?
Does anyone care?
Is anyone there?
In all of God’s Creation?
Oh doggo-man, Oh doggo-man
You fill me with such joy
I love to watch you run around
And play with all your toys
Oh doggo-man, Oh doggo-man
You are with me every day
Even on my worst days
You love me anyway
Oh doggo-man, Oh doggo-man
You are starting to get old
But even after you pass on
My heart will always hold
Oh doggo-man, Oh doggo-man
The time is drawing near
I don’t know how I will survive
It will require lots of beer
Oh doggo-man, Oh doggo-man
I would bring you much fine wine
If it meant you could stay with me
Until the end of time
You’re fat, bald and ugly
You’re not getting any younger
You crave success, knowledge, and wisdom
Yet you do nothing to satisfy your hunger
The way you waste opportunities
It’s the worst kind of extravagance
You loathe yourself
For good reason
And the way you treat your body, it’s almost treason
Big Mike, just go to bed
Lie down and rest your weary head
The mind says “No! I cannot rest!
For my stomach churns, and my heart beats out of my chest!”
Big Mike, just let her go!
You know she’s nothing but a God Damned Hoe!
Oh, but no. I love the hoe, you see?
Can’t you see what she means to me?
I know I’m crazy. I should let things lie
But without her, my heart feels like it has died
The knife plunges into my stomach, deeper and deeper
I wish things could be different, that I could keep her
She’s no good for me, nor I for her
I believe “Toxic” is the word
So now, I bid thee adieu
Happy trails, to you, and you, and you