Comedy called Earth

written 7.4.04

Turn around and look

At what you have become.

Turn around and see

What you have created.

This is the bitter end,

To your wonderous plan.

You thought I will always

Be here for you.

While you go out and play,

I would sit here,

And wait for your call,

Your email,

Your knock at the door.

But, baby,

Im not gonna

Be around this go around.

I have left to start

My new existence.

And if the planets align,

And our paths cross again,

We can start anew.

Until then I bid you farewell,

Bid you good times,

In hope that

I will never have to see your

Beautiful face again.

My path will take me to the other

Side of the country,

The other side of the world.

If my pupils

Ever see your eyes again,

Death will fill my pores.

Suicide will not do the trick.

The occurance will be another one of Gods jokes,

For me to laugh at.

But laughter

Dont come as easily as it once had.

Most of the time,

I have to force a laugh out.

Struggle to havea smile come upon my face.

In the end, its all part

Of Gods comedy

Called Earth.