Just finished my last paper of the semester which means I’m officially on summer vacation/just started a vacation for a week from work today. So this is what total ecstasy feels like, huh?
When it’s someone’s birthday, I like to go on their Facebook and see how many people forgot to put a comma after “Happy Birthday” and the person’s name. I live a sad life.
It has been a year since I’ve seen you.
Your grasp on me has been unclenched, long ago.
Yet thoughts fill my day, about things that were.
What more could have been done?
Lies and regret trace the footsteps of my path.
Happiness was attained but how quickly was it abandoned.
Realization now flows through my veins and up to my head.
The angst came naturally, through embedded memories.
I won and I lost, never reaching any middle ground.
Something is still uneasy, but I don’t think I’ll ever know why.
When I was 12 years old I had a hermit crab and named him “No Name” after Spongebob, and he died… so I wrote a song about it to the tune of Eminem’s “Cleanin’ Out My Closet”… here it is:
“I said I’m sorry No Name.
I didn’t mean to kill you,
I didn’t mean to make you die,
But tonight, I’m cleanin’ out your crab cage.”