Miss You

Its been a year since you died

A day since I cried

And a second since I’ve thought of you

Stupid cancer

Screw cancer

Maybe it is survivors guilt,

Maybe I will get over it

I hope not

I hope I think of you every day

I hope it brings a pain

I hope I want to cry every time I think of you

I don’t want to miss you less

I don’t want to skip the pain thinking of you brings.

A year you died

A day I cried

A second I thought of you

Life and Death

Two seats one empty one I sit in.

I know why it is empty.

But as I look at the seat once full

And I think of all I didn’t do.

To make it all right again 

That would be my life long pain.

            For I had love and love again

But I do not know what love truly

Means. I doubt  I Ever will.

But I know Hate and hate again.

And I know death for I am death.

Love sat by me in the seat but now the seat lies bear with regret and deceit.

For life is my love and love is my life.

But when life saw me she left. 

Down

Over a hill and down a bridge lives a man with hair but no wig 
 and a cat with fur but no coat 
and a dog with a waggly but no tail
 and bird with feathers but no wings
 and I for one never intend to live in a house with pets such as this
  and father with with hair such as that.   

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You washed my eyes to see the truth but I still seem to have mud in them

You give me chances more then I deserve but I still throw them aside

You let me do what I want but still I don't repay you

You are generrise but still I am a selfish giant

You are fare I am unfair to you who listened told me truth

You are the hero I well I am the villain to whom you try to guide

You are trying to guide me tell me truth but I won't let you in

To where you've wanted to be all these years 

You dance with me through all the good times

Held my hand through the hard 

Pick me up when I fall

Cry with me when we lose loved ones 

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I see myself now as I will see myself forty years from now.

I see myself cry.

I see myself laugh.

But soon will come a time when I will never see again

because I will have nothing to see.

I will be asleep forever.

The Point

When you come to a point in life

you will see there is life without a point.

The point in life will be very sharp.

You had better not touch it.

The point is in because the point with the height

has nothing to do with life with a point.

It all together means

you took the wrong turn.

Sneeze If You Have To

I can hear you talking all stuffed up.

See you squinting and wrinkling your nose.

I want to yell, "cabbage!"

But sneeze if yo have to.

The misery you're going through is too much for me to bare.

Looking at you suffering.

The tissues are right there!

I see you topple over.

Please come back, please!

This wouldn't have happened if only you had sneezed.