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Amanda Wagg Aug 2014
It seemed inviting so I sat on the stool.
It made me uncomfortable the way he started to drool.
This place was a hole in the wall, a run-down that had started to fade,
a place where lovers and drunk heroes were made.

So I called to the bar keep and ordered a drink.
I'd take anything if it helps me not to think.
I downed my first and took a sigh.
I'd rather be anywhere else I'm not gunna lie.

The guy behind the bar clearly wanted to know,
and the anger inside was starting to grow.
"How about another?" said the bar keep.
"I know something that'll help you sleep."

I said "sure," and he passed me a shot.
I felt the bullet slide down. It helped a lot.
I decided that maybe this guy could understand.
I could feel my brain fall through the cracks like sand.

"Pass me another," I said with a frown.
"give me the hard stuff, don't let me down."
He came over and set it on the bar,
I felt the poison settle at the bottom of my stomach like tar.

He simply asked "How are you feeling?"
I could feel my eyes peeling.
"Not to good. I feel like ****,"
"my family hats me." I could see a cigarette being lit.

"Why'd they hate a nice guy like you?" he said with a smirk.
"maybe its the way I let my feelings lurk,"
"they lurk in the shadows full of anger and sadness."
"Maybe its to hide away all of my madness."

"Thats to bad." said the guy mixing my drink.
he set another toxin down before i could think.
"I didn't order this drink," I said a little confused.
"or did I?" I asked. I'm starting to feel a bit defused.

"Yes you did sir," he said with a smile.
"should i put it on your tab? will you be staying a while?"
"you can tell me more about your troubles."
"but if i keep drinking i'll start seeing doubles."

"don't worry about it, Ill get you a ride,"
"thank you," I said. "you'd be saving my hide."
"Then I'll have one or two more and call it quits,"
"I wont have too much, I want to keep my wits."

"so tell me more about the kids and wife,"
"is that truly what you wanted from life?"
"If they hate you so much, why do you put up with them?"
"Where does their hatred for you stem?"

"Is it what I wanted from life? Maybe not."
"Before our son, we just fought."
"now we do it when he's put and away,"
I don't want to keep fighting until I'm old and grey."

"Where did our wife start to misbehave?" I was unaware he refilled my glass.
I saw a guy outside smoking his grass.
I took the shot and thought about what he said.
"what do you mean 'misbehave'?" I felt as heavy as led.

"Well you know what I mean," said the guy.
"when she starts to cheat and lie."
"she doesn't think that you'll find out,"
"and when you accuse her she'll starts to pout."

"my wife doesn't cheat," I said confidently.
"she wouldn't dare do that to me."
"and why is that?" asked the bartender.
"what would you do if she didn't tell you the truth and surrender?"

"Well i'd-" I paused and pondered what I was about to say.
I wouldn't ever do that, even if our relationship has started to fray.
"I know what you're thinking and man is the bold,"
"but you do have your pride to uphold."

"Some relationship aren't that sweet,"
"some women are just meat,"
"they sleep around here and there,"
"then cry about how life isn't fair."

He set a drink and i took it right away.
I couldn't believe what I was about to say.
"If my wife cheated i'd teach her real good,"
"I'd hit her so much she'd be trying o hide her face with a hood."

The bartender just stared at my for a second and handed me a shot.
I was thinking about what the bar-keep had brought.
I've had six hard drinks and this would make seven.
I could feel myself getting farther and farther away from heaven.

I can't believe what I had just confessed.
I said I would hit my wife. With too much ***** I'm not at my best.
I'm not thinking about what I'm saying.
In my head the thing I just said keeps replaying.

The bartender spoke for the first time in what felt like forever.
"Some women need to be taught a lesson. what ever."
"sometimes it needs to be done,"
"they need to learn that there isn't anywhere to run."

" yeah you're right." I said without thinking.
Im blurting out words without even blinking.
I need to slow down on the drinks.
The bartender then replied, "Maybe you should go to your wife and work out the kinks."

"If she doesn't listen to you then do what you said and teach her a lesson,"
"you need to do it now before she grows in aggression."
"Maybe you should teach your son a lesson too,"
"beat him as well and show him why his anger grew."

"You should go now before your wife cheats again,"
"and before your son steals, so until next time then."
He gave me one last shot and said it was all on him.
I looked around and saw nobody in the bar. It looked rather grim.

I got up and headed for the door.
I stumbled a little. I felt pretty sore.
I saw a girl walk in and sit on my chair.
She started talking to the bartender about how her husband beats her and that life isn't fair.

Like the bar-keep said, he had gotten me a ride.
I wasn't driving so being drunk I didn't have to hide.
He clearly knew that I had been drinking from the way I was slurring.
I was having some trouble seeing. my vision was blurring.

The driver took me home in a rush.
My insides started to feel like mush.
I paid the guy and walked up to the house front.
I unlocked to main door with a grunt.

The door swung open and I stumbled inside.
I slammed the door closed with the strength that I applied.
I will never allow any sort of defiance.
There was a woman's scream and then only silence.
Amanda Wagg Apr 2014
It's beautiful.
I am the **** in a field of tulips.
Amanda Wagg Apr 2014
I fumble my words like I'm trying to write with my left hand.
My pen running wild.
Amanda Wagg May 2014
The unlucky black cat.
Everybody tries to stay away from me.
Don't cross my path.
Amanda Wagg May 2014
I am a penguin in the north.
I don't belong.
I can't fly with the others.
Amanda Wagg Apr 2014
If one were to die as a bird, would they go to heaven as a swan?

If one were to die as a worm, would they go to hell as a snake?

If one were to die as a fish, would they stay in the ocean depths alone as an eel?

If one were to die as a spider, would they turn into a fly?

If one were to die as a bat, would they breath in warm air and see the morning sun?
Amanda Wagg Apr 2014
I need a rhyme but I just can't think to well at this time.

My thoughts are buzy and my brain is numb.
My mind is fuzzy and I can't see past glum.

When I get sleepy my creativity turns sour.
I can only think sad things so I'm left with no power.

Sad stuff is all I can think when I'm this tired.
Happiness, love and life when awake and wired.
Amanda Wagg Apr 2014
Quick get it down in time!
Don't lose that rhyme by rhyme!
If you take to long and don't jot it down,
you may not be able to remember
that one special noun,
that might just make your poem fine
and could even make it better than mine.
Amanda Wagg Aug 2014
It makes me sad to remember your tear filled eyes
I just sat and watched as you heard the news
I was just as shocked as you were
Don't you dare say you loved her more than I did
Don't you dare
Amanda Wagg Apr 2014
Go ahead just spin the dial,
You might as well get comfortable; we’ll be here for a while.
Alright, you got seven and I got four,
That means it’s your time to take the floor.
But wait a second.
We need to pick our people,
You can pick anyone you like except the girl that looks rather feeble.
I’m always her.
So you chose the runt with just a father?
His mother probably left you guys because you were such a bother.
But all jokes aside, it’s your turn first,
Are you going to university or college?
Depending on which you choose affects your life’s knowledge.

Wait, were you born with a learning defect?
Spin the dial, if you get lower than five your life isn’t worthwhile.
If you get higher than five,
You’ll most definitely thrive!
The world will be yours to own with all of your smarts!
Again, just don’t get less than five...

So we finally get to start! It’s finally begun,
But first, before all of the fun,
You must pick a job.
So you chose to be a steel worker, eh?
Won’t that make your head throb?
I chose a job that’s not as loud, and gets okay expenses.
I’ve decided to undress for money and commit a couple offences.
Don’t worry I’ll be fine.
Come on… stop it. Don’t look at me like that...
It’s better than living on the streets and being spat at.

It’s time to jump in, and get a move on.
Take your seven and get gone.
Congratulations! You landed on birthday!
Now please, keep your excitement at bay!
You had your fun, now let me go!
I go four and I’m starting to feel myself slow.
I paid for an apartment of five thousand.
Your turn.

You get an eight but you have to stop short!
Time to get married, at least you get support!
You get a loving wife and a happy life!
But wait, does she cheat on you?
Spin the dial for the third time.
If you get less than five she stoops lower than slime.
Five or more, she’s happy with you to the very core.

I spin a six and land on “Car rolls away. Pay fifteen thousand if not insured”
It’s not going too well for me but that’s what happens when you aren’t secured.
I’m not too sure that I’ll have enough money for food.
Do you think I could borrow some money? I’m not trying to be rude,
But if you could spare a few bucks I’ll make it up to you.

So how do you like it so far?
Is it what you expected?
At least the ‘Game of Life’ hasn’t gotten you infected.
Just think of the ones like me,
That try to scrounge for lives on the Earth’s back like a flea.
We try to make a living but it can be hard,
All this work in the fire can leave you chard.

Should we keep going or do you want to stop?
I understand if it’s the “games” you want to swap.
If you want we could play “Rejection”.
Or we can talk about all of the things you have done wrong with “Confession”.

None of these “games” are fun, but they must be played.
We all know that the truth in these “games” can cut deep like a blade.
Do you think I like having to deal with all of these problems?
Do you think I love my life and that it’s awesome?
Because it isn’t.
Thought you don’t care about what I must go through.
You probably just care for your life and you,
But I guess that’s okay.
I’ve got some advice and it may sound a little cliché.
Just hear me out.
Make sure it isn’t yourself you doubt.
Be certain in yourself, enjoy life and have fun.
“The Game of Life” doesn’t wait for anyone.

— The End —