Middle of the night, I reach out
To find her sleeping next to me.
I softly sigh as she starts to purr,
My world is right, sweet Sammy.
Weather’s warm, the sky is blue,
Perfect chance to finally unwind.
Alas, I cannot taste the kiss of peace,
For the storm that rages in my mind.
Been through lots of awful stuff,
Everyone has, in their own way.
But now that I have burned quite out,
May I please just fade away?
Mind screaming in painful denial,
Fueled by my adrenal cortex.
The Diet Dr Pepper is completely frozen,
Damn you, polar vortex!
Writing is not always an easy task,
Sometimes it leaves me feeling malaise.
So I will simply end this poem,
By using the word mayonnaise.