Saturday, May 13, 2006

Leave Me Alone

I am in a crappy mood.

My feet and ankles are killing me like Hell. JUST LEAVE ME ALONE. I worked about 50 hrs this week. Forgive me for being Bitchy.

I wanted to snap at my FES. I wanted to snap at my coworkers. I live with an impatient dad. Screw my freaking life. Working Michaels in the evening would not benefit the company and I would be frikkin miserable. I need to find another 40 hr job.

I am so depressed.

My freaking house does not have a stupid blasted dishwasher.

By the way on my way back from lunch I was pissed off at my FES, I could have brained her than coworkers. No one really gives a frikkin damn about the way I damn well feel.

Great service, but I might be better off dead.

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

Dance Of Chance

Here is a sequel to My Poem A Dance

A year ago
A dance began
To really swing
Into full swing

A dance
That should
Not have
Happened
To begin with
Began to
Come into action

It took
A lot of trouble
And effort
For something
Destined to end
Too much trouble
And effort

In the end
When it
Was over
Interference
Caused By
This
Wrecking
Ball
Interfered
All because
Of this
Dance of Chance
That was a bad chance.

Did not know
This dance of chance
Was a dance of chance
Until the dance ended

It was a waste of living
This effort, time and energy
Could have been spent
On something
Much more productive

However it was
Devoted to this dance
In cyberspace
Which in the end
Was destined to end
As it did

It did feel great
Despite a
Destined Fate

Yet consumed
With the “benefits”
That this dance
Appeared to have

This ends
Causing
Physical pain
Due to the
Wrecking Ball
That came
Once it ended
As it did

Clean up did happen
But not totally
For pieces
From the wrecking ball
Stayed for a long period
Of time

Pieces come
Some pieces
Will always be there

However
The dance
Is over
But yet it
Took time
To clean up

Signs
Come for life
To move on
Yes lessons
Have been
Learned
From this
Dance of Chance

Lessons
To Keep
Another
Dance of Chance
With No Chance
Of happening again
For dances like this
Should not happen

Time moves on
Its over
Lessons learned

Hopefully
A time
Is Coming
When this thing
That happened
Will be
Forgotten

Yet Things
Willingly
Embraced
Cannot Be
Erased

This whole thing
Has a few
Positive
Implications
Lessons
Are Learned
Not to mention
More inspiration
Behind this creativity
Has come out
Of such a sad situation