he sighted
a ****** of crows
lined on a dead oak branch  
he could see only silhouettes
against a gray dawn sky    

he closed one eye
pulled both triggers
on grandpa’s old gun;
all of them save one fell
from the lifeless limb  

the sole survivor
looked down on him,
but did not move, not an inch
not even when he reloaded,
aimed and shot again

When I was younger,
My mother told me I was pretty,
But I could have looked better,
So I put on make up,
And I wore pretty dresses.

When I was younger,
My family told me I was smart,
But I could have been smarter,
So I read books.

When I was younger,
I was told I have potential,
But I was never encouraged
to do anything,

I was told I could never
be anything,
So I started working,
Harder,
But I never believed
I was doing something.

When I was younger,
I was told I'm loved,
But I used to get hit,
called names,
And get treated badly,
So I developed something in me,
That'll always hate me,
No matter what.

I oftentimes recall a boy,
To whom all life was simple joy,
Who never let life get him down,
And reached for the celestial crown.

Although inside his heart was broke,
He'd treat life as just a joke.
Good friends he never seemed without-
To see him smile removed all doubt.

One day he ate a box of pills,
And finished with all earthly thrills,
To think of it brings me a chill,
I wish that he was smiling still...

Tick And tock
Like a metronome
My head keeps tapping as I stay awake
My mom snores, I can hear her growling through the walls,
As my imagination begins to creak and groan
Please sleep, stay in,  don't go wandering on your own.
My head would like to roam
In dream land once again,
But you've gone out for the night it seems
Like a Fairweather friend.

I wish mr. Sandman would stay for awhile, but it seems as though that isn't happening.
I'd be thankful for a nightmare because I haven't slept all week
Oh wait I don't think I wanna sleep while someone's slashing