A rough dinner

I was feeling full
With a bad stomach ache.
Of course my dad
It made me eat more dessert
Usually, he hates it
When I have dessert.
My stomach went into an even and deeper
Pain than it already was.

I went to the bathroom and
I was in so much pain, I even
Tried to throw up.
Nothing was seeming
To even come close to working.
After, we got up
I threw up instantly
Dark chocolate.

My stomach instantly felt
Relief but I saw super
slick slimy layers of chocolate
Shaded from light to
Dark brown.

It smelled like a dry
Desert but it looked
Like a volcano of chocolate.
Embarrassment showed as I
I hoped everyone wasn’t watching I realized my
Mom’s best friend was there.
She was my favorite at the time.
I hope I don’t cry.
I thought to myself.
Luckily I didn’t but I ended
Up exiting with a bad taste
In my mouth.

Quiet

You shut down,
my ideas,
me
overthink everything
doubt all
but no
this time you won’t shut me up
I’ll fight and fight
then I notice my place
down in your vase
Helplessly lost
I
am
quiet
Cause you can’t talk
when no one cares
when no one is there to listen.
Cause when you drown in sorrow…
there is no tomorrow.

Him…

There
There I sit
His smooth skin, and dark brown hair a mile away
A mile
Walk
Inch closer with every little lie
And farther with every truth…
“I don’t have a dad, it’s really hard.”
Till
It
Went
To
Far
Only an inch away
His warm breath against mine
Walk after walk
Talk after talk
Until I couldnt take it
His smooth baby skin near mine
I push
And drown
Deeper
Deeper
deeper
The ones I have wronged
Have lost faith…
The ones I left behind
Hurt the most…
The nicest ones
Have bruises
No
I am not t h i s p e r s o n
And I risk it
I let it all go all the lies

Doggy

My dog squished between me and the couch cushions moaning and groaning,
Snug mid hug napping on my stomach soft as a feather big as a log,
My dog squished between the couch cushions all day long,
I wish it could last forever alas when someone walks in she jumps up quickly to the back door.

All Quiet by Days End

When days draw close
And the world turns its head
Closing its eyes
To the soft drapes
Of speckled velvet
Its people will lay down their hands
Tender and Worn from their work
To spend their night in wake
Curled in
As tears slowly fall from their eyes
When the lonely lull of night
Takes hold of their mind
To keep them awake
Till the world turns back around
To greet the start of day

The Owl

The owl perches on the tree, you body fills with slightest glee.
His eyes stare down at you, gleaming yellow.
You reach your hand out, it feels like jello.
To your surprise, he flies down low and lands upon your shoulder so.
His wingspan big, his heart so small but filled with so much love for all.
He spots some mice and grabs them tight and puts them in his nest for the night.
He soars up into the air and floats up there looking down at your hair.
“Come down!” you say looking his way.
He flaps his wing as if to say, “so long!”
You wave your hand but you were wrong. You hear a peep and kind of cheap and a baby chick pops our of the nest.
Then he comes to rest upon a vest, you notice was hanging from a branch facing towards the west.
“Hoot, hoot” they call out into the moonlight.
You stay there for the rest of the night, clutching yourself tight.