i just wrote a poem last night about sunday morning... it's about how pathetic and lame my life is, it's exspecially lame on sunday. i haven't finished it yet but uh.. every sunday is the same for me so i can pretty much finish it without it being sunday.. just thought i'd share...
Snowy Sunday Wake up Sunday morning around 10 a.m. ,The light shining thru the open crack of the curtainI lay in bed wishing I was still exhausted,Meanwhile dreading the days chores, of this I was certain Kodiak lay there peacefully sleeping,Stretching his four paws, taking up most of the bedHe senses my awakeness, and howls a greeting,The obese cat meows impatiently waiting to be fed Upon the hours I've been awake,I've managed to care of my works dayConsisting of Kodiak and watching TV,Some think I'm lazy, but I think I'm okay I checked my mailbox, credit card offers and bills,I checked my email, nothing thereI checked the cupboards, nothing but oatmeal,I checked the fridge, it's pretty much bare I settle for a nice warm bowl of oatmeal,eiether that or beneful dog foodI could just go to the store,but I'd have to dewinterize my car and I'm not in the mood I sit here with Kodiak, drinking my coffee,The brutal winter winds drift under the doorThe house is so quiet, I hear the silence,As the blizzard outside blizzards some more I stare out the window looking beyond the tree's,I wonder at that moment, how many people out there are nudeActually I don't really, I just wanted this to rhyme,I'm a Big Lebowski wannabe, I wish I could be The Dude I continue to write this, I lead a sad life,All my regrets, all my worries, all my troubles hit it's peakAnd I believe that my lack-i-fication in educationmake my future seem so bleak Thing could be different or at least easier,If I had the right resources or outletsSome people think that I just gave up trying,But I've spent too much time paying off debts I wish I could go to college sometime soon,Dwell thru out the years on my inspirationsLiving my life for me and my dogAnd not living up to anyone else's expectations Kodiak naps all curled up on the porch,The snow falls upon him and all that of hisPeacefulness and happiness surrounds him,I watch him and think how beautiful he is Sometimes with no lover, things seem so lonelyI often wonder if there was, how things would beSecurity, trust, someone to talk to,Kodiak would never break my heart, can't forget how happy he makes me All the hours in a day, All the darkness at nightAll the dreams that lay at bay,And all of heaven beyond my hieght Darkness falls all around,The moon cascades a light upon the white snowThe winds whistle and tree branches crackle,As I tune in to That 70's Show It's after 9:00, boredom sets in,Haven't eaten yet, dinner's looking roughConsidering my options, too lazy to drive.I order a pizza, like I don't do that enough Got a phone call at 10:30, I was hoping it'd be Pappa,Haven't heart from him in coonsAnd when I answered, it turned out to be Shelley,I also haven't heard from her in many many moons Just got done with my hot bubble bath,Starring at my dreamy bed, I think the day must retireIt just looks so comfortable and cozy,And it's sleep that I desire Here I lay in bed, Kodiak stands his groud for the wall side,I'd rather feel enclosed, but I'll let him winBreathe peace, close my eyes,Until natures light shines thru again Written by Danielle a.k.a. Danny