Two Advils In One Hand And A Chocolate Chicken In Another
Steely knives stabbing away at my insides
Hateful as a bear skinned alive
Trying to hide what I am feeling
Oh my goodness, how painful this existence
Pain making my hands shake
As I try not to bite the heads off these chocolate chickens
I bite the chickens' heads off anyway and spit them out
Where's me another?
Pain, gloves and Advil
Maybe a little love and sympathy...... NOT
At least not from this bunch
Hell hath no fury like a woman in pain
Where did my love go?
It will come back with more Advil, lol.
Hand me my Pepsi
Anybody got anymore, chickens?
A dog or two maybe a cat or a bird?
What? Where did everybody go?
Don't run and hide?
Anybody got a Billy goat?
When will it end?
I hate this pure pain
nobody understands
My time is worse than everyone else's.
How could it not be?
Everyone else can function.
Not me.
I need a heating pad, medication, and chocolate chickens
To get me through once a month
When it all returns
Who to strangle?
Adam?
The snake?
Or Eve?
By Bernice Bowling
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