The usual steps I took
So why am I in the hook?
I knew it should have been by the book,
But with that alluring look,
No one could blame me for hitting the nook.
The usual route I plied,
But I knew i should have loosened the tie…
Again, with a throat so dry,
It was next to impossible to shy
Away from the juicy pie.
So, now I’m here,
Thick oily smoke filling my rear
Following an unnecessary fry.
It’s so hard resisting the tears,
It’s so hard not to cry
Knowing that the end is near.
Into the blank space I stare
And as much as i try,
I can’t seem to shake the fear
That has found its way to my hair,
Threatening a devastating tear.
I wish I could grow wings to fly
Out of this arduous plight.
Here I am, in so tight,
Disparate thoughts blind my sight
And blank are all the nights.
Shouldn’t morn usher in new light?
Today, I seek out all the major rights,
Away from all the stinging bites.
This is not a new fight,
But about time we cured the blight.