I have a person who sits on my bus

And all we do is talk about silliness and jokes

We talk about outrageous things

Now I swear I am sophisticated (despite this post)

So let me tell ya’bout

Ja croix ( la croix but the drink is jeans)

I brought in a la croix ONE TIME

Jease (Jean cheese)

I like cheese

Jats (Jean hats, obviously)

No reason just dumb

Joffee (Jean coffee, too easy)

Person brings in coffee

J’ leggings (Jean leggings, if you did not understand something is wrong)

I basically only wear jeans but person likes leggings

All of these jokes were created because of one thing

I ONLY wear JeAnS

So in an attempt to creep me out and make me like leggings

Person and I created this and now I am horrified

In all seriousness this is true, and I had a blast writing something that makes me sound like a hobo, instead of my usual sophisticatednes. also I am very aware of denim, but I like the idea Of cutting jeans more fun.

Sometimes I don't feel right

I feel angry

I feel panicked

I feel sad

It feels like I am alone

So I bake

Or I sing

Maybe I'll write

Or I'll draw

Whatever I have to do

To feel peace and reconciliation

Whatever I have to do

To feel like me

What's the point of love

If it can all be lost in an instant

Whats the point of trust

If it can be broken in a sheer second

What's the point of believing you

If your obviously lying

There is no point

Even when I am trying my best

You break me down

And chew me up

In front of everyone I love

You publicly destroy me, our marriage, our kids

And basically everything else

When did it go wrong

You weren't always like this

I wasn't always like this

I should have known better

I should have left as soon as you started spending hours at the bar

But I was not strong

I could not take it

And now I am trapped with "our" kids and my misery

I could careless about the drinks or the mistresses

It is the fact that you not only destroyed your life

You had to go on and destroy mine

Revenge

Oh how I'd like to get revenge

But I must keep it in my head

Because success

Does not come from the hateful

Ir comes from the people who forget

They may tell you forgive and forget

But to forgive is to enable an idiot

So I choose to forget

But what if I don't forget

No I simply can't forget

My mind is too restless

My mind demands me to get revenge

So I'll end up writing letters

That never end up getting sent

With words that could murder

And poetry that could ruin

A life

Oh the Jungle

What an amazing sight

Passing by I can see

Bright bugs glistening around me

Monkeys travelling through the trees

Fruit bats hovering trying not to be seen

As I look closer I can see a huge black and yellow insect camouflaged by the trees

coming at me

I frantically check my guidebook

Trying to find out what it is

Finally my notes tell me

It is nothing but a harmless tarantula bee

Travelling through the great icy Alps

The snow blanketed the rich soil in a cloud of white

As I look up at the beautiful dark sky

I can see

A huge icy bird soaring through the night

A great shiny beacon

In the midnight black sky

Powerful and almighty

The opposite of fire

Like an icy phoenix

Like a great white dragon

Its snow white feathers piercing the sky

As I sit here and watch

I can't help but wonder

How high can it fly?

You were always there

Waiting for me

A beautiful shining light

In a world of horrifying obscurity

You were always there

Keeping me sane

Since you’ve been gone

I try my best 

To live past the darkness

Oh how I miss you

I wish you were still here

Keeping me sane

Waking up has always been a pain

But this time I could tell it was different

My arms could barely move

While I could feel something on my legs

The floor felt like a giant pillow

When I finally opened up my eyes

All I could see was white pillow like walls all around me

Then I looked down at my arms

As soon as I saw the staright jacket restraining me

I panicked, I flailed around on the blindingly white floor

I tried to get up

Before I realized the searing cold I felt on my legs

Was metal chains

Now I realize this is an asylum

For the clinically insane