Lying upon my flophouse bed,
Thinking about the words she said,
That life would better if I was dead.
So I put a bullet through my head.
My sister sent my kitten two catnip toys.
And Sammy came charging like a tamarao.
Her eyes were wide, her whiskers twitching,
Meaning “I need those, give them to me now!”
Holidays spread joy and love,
Though my depression is in overdrive.
Here we are just five days in,
And I am still alive.
2018 is a brand spanking new year,
And it’ll be tons-o-fun, you bet!
Just mind Ol’ Uncle Ernie who said,
Another day older and deeper in debt!
Planning my New Year’s party now,
Amazing Grace or Auld Lang Syne?
As long as they’re played on the bagpipes,
Everything will be just fine!