I hang up the phone I finish my work quickly As much as I can Drive my uncle home Then leave to take a shower Before I go out There's still more to do But it will have to wait now Later I'll resume Pick up go go go A never ending nightmare This point is so-low #haiku

You go from pounding at my door To showing up to my work This madness needs to stop I must implore Cease and resist This urge you have To tell me every little thought Every tiny annoyance IDC what makes you mad My tools suddenly break I'm not sure how much more Of today I can take I have to stop find another solution I'm starting to wonder If this is a fever dream As I'm locked inside an institution Surely this cannot be Perhaps it is me And I am the one mad An asylum A nut house Either way That's where it feels that I am The phone rings again I let out a sorrowful moan What is it now What more do you want I viciously groan I answer the call My uncle The one still alive Is released from the hospital But in need of a ride Ok I say I know you have no one I'll be there soon Just let me finish this task I'm almost done I'll meet you in the waiting room #poetry

As i dash for the door A rapping tapping Knocking galore This is the 5th time today You've shown up at my door The phone rings once more That sharp piercing sound Echoing so loud Accompanied by the voice Of this man at my door The rings The questions The demands All clamouring together In the most vile of symphonies As I vomit up my most fakest of sympathies I run I simply rush away I stop answering Stop appeasing Stop entertaining I just run Shouting back I'm sorry I'm done #poetry (Needs edit)

Ring ring Oh the phone's sharp sting Twenty minutes pass Ring ring Once more that sharp sting Ten minutes pass Ring ring Again that dreadful sting Could you come in early Could you please hurry I'm here I'm waiting No offense But you have nothing else to do But of this I will not inform you With politeness I quote a time One minute passes and again that awful chime Ring ring Oh again I feel the sting Where are you Why are you late I'm actually early But this I will not debate I'm sorry your life is on hold I'm sorry for the things you will not be told Before I hear that ring ring ring And again feel that awful sting I shall hurry out the door Rush to your side By your demands I abide #poetry

Coincidentally Death visits my dreams in a bar One that I've never seen before I had no time to process until now I still don't have all the information Idk how Normally I would just assume my drinking and smoking too much while watching football Is going to be my doom #poetic Cosmic humour

You either live or die every day You only live once Probably You only die once Maybe You either live every day Or each day you die a little inside

Last night I watched the woman in black At the end the main character dies with his son Hit by a train Reunited with his deceased wife A happy ending in horror And that's what everyone is looking for What they're expecting What gives them hope In some weird way Mortality is so hard for humans to contemplate Why have to suffer tragedy only to end in darkness With the world being so cruel People can't understand why there'd be no light at the end of the tunnel

I think about life and death often The fragility The different paths people take From cradle to coffin The thought of death visiting my dreams Last night My subconscious plight Playing with the frayed seams I trace the edges of his hood cascading with my fingertips Noticing the fading He says to me Are you surprised to see me here I simply reply Relaying You visit so often I'm desensitized Not fearing And he just nods And turns away Quietly disappearing My slumber later abruptly coming to an end A call Information I keep expecting Another death of a friend My subconscious seems aware During my waking hours I shrug it off I don't seem to care Perhaps I'm numb Perhaps I'm disassociating Disconnecting Stowing my feelings Emotional allocating #poetry (Real)

Two souls One reckless night As fate would have it Destiny seemed intertwined If only this They should've that One second you're here The next your gone The signs were there But no one saw it coming An inevitability But I see no deep meaning A lesson I've already learned Albeit the easy way As if I already grieved this event A scenario in my mind The creeping anxiety while driving at night I wonder if the feeling will now subside If so I'll be told to look to my intuition My in-tune instincts That needless unprovoked worry #poetry

Loss of his muse Cancer took his wife And in so Along with her The spark in his life Once vibrant color now only hues of the blues Soaking in booze Drowning in sorrow Unable to cope Nothing left to lose Such sad news Troubled mind unraveling Self destruction Hopelessness consumed Grappling with what's happening a lone soul traveling A life he didn't want to choose Tragedy comes in twos #poetry

Trying to make sense of what occured Those involved are dead No one alive to blame The anger transferred The families now turned to the bar Looking for answers Asking how Why were they let in the car Bizarre Trying to sue Is it the loss of life Or the potential gain That motivates you Such a wretched thing Money Blame Hate Oh what death may bring #poetry

The rain gently tapping the ground Dimly lit streets A crisp autumn breeze That watery clicking sound Fate abound A lush flush staggering out of his shoes Alcohol swishing in his belly Not picking up the tele Mind swirling floating in booze A ride he shouldn't have refused The colors magnificently blurring Light bending in all directions Seeing double reflections As fate is stirring Engines whirring revving - in spite Screeching tires The thought of tomorrow now becomes a liar Souls severing ending an endeavouring night #poetry

My father's solace and comfort has always been in food Faced with mortality again Realizing that life is coming to an end He invites me out to lunch I'm busy reading and preparing for work I don't want to go out Although I know what it's all about I just postpone This may sadden him more He'll never confess But nonetheless I just want to live my life It's not glamous nor glorious Humble as I stumble I just want less drama Not everything is deeply profound I don't need to look for meaning Not every event requires a meeting It is what it is Perhaps later I can wonder and ponder Reflect on the somber But for now just let me be #poetry