Silly Dentist, This is No Place for Kids!

Please sign bellow and take a seat
You just sold your soul, now pick up the beat
Sound of the heels against the tile white floor
Silent screams and blood shoots to the corescared-baby
A name to be called, yet you continue to sit still
With a loud gulp you hope it’s not real
Repeats the name as she taps your shoulder
That tap was no tap, but like a shot to a soldier
Slowly up with cold toes and shaky hands
Forget how to breathe, no more oxygen cans
Walk in the darkness toward the unreasoned fate
No splash of goodness is left on your plate
Finally enter the witches room filled with sharp tools
All the other visitors must be crazy fools!
Some sit with puffy eyes and cotton balls in hand
Some even look like chipmunks, no smile there my friend
Gibberish is all you hear, no words left to speak
Before you know your knees feel weak
Sit for an endless minute in the operation chair
What is this madness, you cannot compare
She comes with a saw and ready to drill
Your eyes pop out; she’s ready to kill
What to do next? You cannot not think
Sprint from the chair and gone in a blink
Run even faster than Forest Gump
Miles away from this place, you’re no chump
Gasping for air, the escape has been made
Hide in the trenches, not brave, but afraid
At once you’ve been caught, sitting back in the seat
Ribcage is shaking as numbness engulfs the feet
Now you are trapped, too shaky to stand
The time is now, no escape, that’s the end.

September 17, 2012
8:39pm

(The rest of the tale is up to your imagination
Note to self: Don’t welcome this moment with much anticipation). 

Too Far for Possibilities

All seemed as it was yesterday
Our time was done, you ran away.
The morning breeze crept in our souls
You promised me, you won’t let go.
I’ve waited years to see your face
Love wasn’t it, that’s not the case
I couldn’t keep a constant pace
You always put me on a chase
My heart gave out, I lost the race.
Now that I’m gone, you have your space
The memory is but a trace
Of what has been in this great place
That’s what a man cannot replace.

August 19, 2010
9:59 am