Suffering

I was walkin’ on the lawn,

then I stopped to yawn,

heard a crunchy little sound,

comin’ from the ground.

Lifted up my foot —

oh no, what did I do?

A cockroach crushed by my shoe…

made me think of you.

Shame…

must’ve had a little cockroach family too,

boo-hoo… boo-hoo…

I felt really sad.

Made sure it was dead,

I don’t like things to suffer

had a really thick shell… a real hard buffer

kinda like you as well.

So I stomped my foot real hard,

left a mark out in the yard,

till I saw the green goo

slippin’ underneath my shoe…

Oh boo-hoo-hoo…

Later that night,

me and my lover cuddled

cuddled underneath the covers,

quiet little lovers.

Reading a storybook,

of Jackal and Hyde,

and I thought for a second

maybe guilt can’t hide.

’Cause I still smelled the stink

from my shoe it was next to my bed in our room... Still stuck with green goo

and somehow… it still reminded me of you.

I said,

“I can’t hide this anymore,

feeling guilty to my core…”

He looked away,

Put the book down on the bed side table, then the pages started to move it made a eary little noise it sounded more like a scratch than a thud, and out krept a cockroach, its one little leg broken he looked at me and said this oath between us is unspoken, and he lifted the book his eyes looking very proud has he slammed that book down, that cockroach met his demise and no more suffering would arise

“Now we can lay our heads down in peace…

there is no more suffering…”

Then I dreamt those little cockroaches mated I hated what I had to but oath between us is unspoken, so I lit a match and now they are creamated,

I woke with a smile even though my tongue tasted vile.. Must be that shoe next to my bed so I got up and through it in the trash

Mmm… boo-hoo-hoo…

No more suffering… hahaha