Do you know what he has to fight
To make sure he makes it through each and every night
Now don’t get it all in a twist
He would never take his own life
Or contemplate a suicide
But the voices in his head
Keep opening his mind
To maybe see what is on the other side
The universe lies just past the horizon of his eyes
Just a Ne’er do well
Trying to pierce the veil
This shells too small
And he is tired of being the snail
Just racing with time
So before he punches the clock
He says
I’m going to get mine
Too scared to death to ever die
Now he just gets loaded up and lets the words fly
So don’t get discouraged
Wouldn’t want his parents to worry
Cause he hasn’t slept in weeks
Too many poems to write
Too many lines swimming in his mind
He’s a word bully
Who verbally
Abuses verbs
Puts his heart and soul into every word
Every verse
Until the day the hearse delivers his casket beneath the Earth