This is why only the good die young Because getting old is terrible It's fucking hell Especially if you're not rich

Seeing a man who used to be so cool and strong Covered in bruises In a diaper Shaking and struggling just to sit up Makes me want to die young

Stopped by my uncle's house Cleaned up a little for him Went back to my dad Gave him a foot massage for his birthday Turned on the TV It's America's got talent This whole group starts singing happy birthday Let him pretend it was all for him Leave Crawl into bed Turn America's got talent on again It's interesting The timing is Interesting Inconvenient lol

Old men singing about life and death

Deciding to watch America's got talent tonight might have been a mistake

I think I feel worse for the other family If it was the beer A stroke Confusion from the damage already done Whatever it was He shouldn't have been driving and someone should have taken his license away There was 0 reason he needed to be on the road last night People want to act like it wasn't his fault But in a way it was The others were in critical condition Supposedly one not expected to make it I heard it was one and they died But then found out it was two Current condition unknown No one was named in the news I kinda want to know

I suppose maybe I'll be sad later I haven't had much time to feel anything deeply Mostly just annoyed And concerned

Idk why they didn't take his license away after his stroke He kept getting confused and forgetful He had a series of mini strokes But it's hard to tell It just looks like someone zoning out and forgetting everything that just happened He would still have a couple beers and drive Which makes it worse He was already having problems completely sober

I've been thinking about driving under the influence so much lately The last time I posted about it (on the 21st) I went out and ran into a friend I just had this stupid smile on my face the whole time and didn't have anything I wanted to say Nothing against him So I said I was high Better than explaining He said drive safe Not knowing I completely lied

Maybe tomorrow I'll go through the poetry of today and edit it and make it better It's ok But not great Just freestyling real quick in between drama

The man on the corner Swaying and praying This metal beast Doesn't turn him into a feast Razor sharp teeth Eyes glowing yellow Charging at him Telling the other fellow Run while you can I'll hold him back Please monster Don't kill me with your rack Oh common sense he doth lack For you see This man on the street Is fent bent And that monster is a bulldozer truck He's a night worker The roadwork that's been causing a muck Needs double overtime Because the township is crying it's a crime To shut down the road for this much time #poetry Oh I can do so much better My heart isn't in it And it doesn't do justice to what I just witnessed

He shouldn't have been driving anyway after his major stroke But he was And he might have had another stroke before the crash Possible He also probably had a few beers while he was out There were two other injuries

Might have to update my poetry Ehh

Reduced to a headline and a 5 hour inconvenience

The infection starts to spread The anger The hate No rest for the wicked I can do that when I'm dead #poetry

I can't begin to tell you How much this mentally hurts I don't have time I have to go back to work Is everyone finished Can I continue onward Before my will begins to diminish I hope you know You're all being absurd #poetry

I've been yelled at Screamed at Wrongfully accused It's been one endless string Of pure utterly ridiculous Verbal abuse I'm about to break At my Wit's end I've had it up to here Everyone shut up Don't talk to me I clap back with a sneer #poetry

Dear asshole I hope this email finds you well Tell your father his brother is dead I don't even want to write to you Because of all your drama But it's required of me No one said it had to be thoughtful By the way Your website is trash Your grammar is off Your spelling is atrocious The UX hurts my soul and my eyes And you're vulnerable 100 different ways Good luck with that I feel bad for your customers At least That's what I want to say

We go out I watch you stuff your face I sit back And listen to all your complaints Telling me everything you want From me From life Because you're stuck in a rut Ok calm down This isn't how I pictured this evening going But somehow I was already knowing Anticipating Expecting It's my peace You're rejecting Put some more food in your mouth It'll slow you down Please stop talking The conversation already went south I just want to hurry up And get the fuck out I have other places to be Other people's needs All depending on me You don't have to ask a dozen times I'm fed up with this With you Even these rhymes #poetry

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