Creep

It creeps up on me

The quiet

The dark

The silent claws of sadness

That clutches my heart

And squeezes the tears out of me

I am a willing lover of despair

The comfort sigh of sorrow

Such I crave for, is there

These tears don't wash it away

The sad

The lonely

The quiet four walls

Were you also like this, Pops

Do you cry in the quiet

Are there tears left to be squeezed from your tiread heart?

Did you even know what happiness tasted like?

Living, you left me longing

Dying, you left me with no one to blame

Death

2/23/2017

Death sings a song heard by all;

Almost everyone, hears the call.

Some, answer as day breaks;

Some, when midnight falls;

Some, rush to greet it;

Some, come prepared;

Some, just hear a whisper;

Barely even felt or heard.

But Death always sings this song,

And everyone, certainly hears the call.

Goodbye Papa.

What do I have?

What do I have, but memories of blurry roads and chasing sunsets,

Of speeds reaching more than a hundred,

What do I have, this heart that aches for more,

Indeed, what do I have?

We have but a time cut so short,

Those quiet moments of care,

The rare words of wisdom,

From that stoic man up there.

The many daring stunts of youth,

Never did snuff out your light,

Yet all it took was a bad night,

You've been hospitalized once;

For more than a month,

Yet for this moment,

You chose not to add another hour,

What do I have indeed,

27 years,

27 years of wanting...

Of needing..

More.

RIP: RCR 2/22/2017

Cold

It was a cold morning

Just after dawn

Even a cup of coffee

Didn't stay warm long.

But you picked me up before breakfast,

And laughed at my layered clothes,

Offered a jacket and arm,

And for a long walk, we went on.

Up a small hill of colorful houses,

Down a lane lined with old benches,

Among Pine trees and fog,

Grass, wet from last night's dew;

The sun rose higher,

The morning went on,

And the jokes and the banter,

Started warming the scene,

By then I couldn't wait,

What went on in my mind,

Surely must be exclaimed!

And I said it, as he gazed into my eyes...

"I'm hungry."