Writing

Rain

She had hair like rain that would cascaded over the pillows of our queen sized mattress. (pause) it would pour from her beautiful mind and smoother me in my dreams. it would dance in the sun and flow through the wind like droplets falling from the sky. some days she would put it up in a bun, conceal it from the world. others she would unleash it like a tornado and let the world know her power. the way she moved drove me insane. (pause) then the clouds came. (pause. he starts to move crazy through the train) there was thunder in the skies (stops) and a problem in her chest. (pause) the doctor told us there was cancer in her left breast. then it happened,(starts to make his way through the train again) with more and more days in therapy, the rain started to pour. it would drizzle on our pillows and leave reminding marks. it would down pour in the shower and leave clumps where she stood.(stop) there was nothing i could do but watch as the rain came and went. (pause) soon there was a dry spell and a scarf dessert now rests where an ocean used to be. i think about those days and remember how much she meant to me. watching as life was drained from her body, drop by drop by drop. and then she was gone. leaving me with dry mouth stranded in the desert wishing for rain. begging for it! hoping for it! praying for it! but thats all i could do.(pause) and ever since that day, the rain just hasn't been the same

The Way

"Life is…… life is…..well life isn't really anything is it? i mean, yes it is something but its not SOMETHING, you feel me? well, i guess where I'm going with this is that there is a life and people live life but every person has a different life, you know. like you know how people are always bitching and moaning about the way life SHOULD be and worrying about whats SHOULD happen next. that is all utter and complete bullshit! there is no WAY it should be, nothing is on a set track where it all just goes round and round and round and round and round until the sprockets melt down to a liquid and set fire to the track and blow this fuckin thing sky high! fuck this WAY people are always expecting to find their lives. there is no fuckin WAY, there is no fuckin set path, or route to take to find your WAY. NO! all there is in this prison of a life is perseverance, hard fuckin work, dedication, and balls! none of this hope or faith shit, thats just some bullshit they fed you in middle school so you would fear something you can't control or see. just like this WAY people always talk about, its made to keep society locked down and keep them from looking or asking for MORE! when the people think their is a preplanned journey they are supposed to take, they loose their want for adventure and live shitty, mundane lives and die in their lazy boys covered with cigarette ash. i say fuck that! fuck your paths and your ways! fuck your lies and your beliefs! fuck what anyone else tells you! DO WHAT YOU WANT TO DO AND MAKE YOUR OWN FUCKIN WAYS! stop living to impress others and live your life for yourself! you only get one life and you can only die once, wouldn't you want it to be the WAY you want it to be?

Cats and Dogs

"Hey, how are you? My name is Rich and I don't normally just come up to girls like this but what are you reading? (no answer) well um, do you like to read? (still no answer, reads her book cover) ohh umm Betty Friedan? umm thats interesting? (still no answer) Whats your name? (Checks her, finds name tag) ohh nice to meet you, Krista. You um live around here? (nothing) ohh yea, i mean you must? thats pretty cool. (pause) you live here for a while? (nothing) thats great. what do you do? (Searches her again, rechecks tag) you're a what? ohh a Veterinarian. ohhhh. (she finally looks over at him with a look on her face) what? no, theres no problem, its just. i don't know, I'm kinda not a animal person. i just don't get why people need to spend so much money on something thats only going to live a short period of time. its not like a human or a baby but they need almost twice as much attention then one. these people who spend all this time and effort on this thing that can't talk or help itself until it dies. when that day comes, when their poor mittens gets run down but a 16 wheeler on their one way street, its the worst day of their lives and have to morn this thing for months. why would any one in their right mind want to have animals? Don't tell me, i bet you have cats? (she laughs to herself) you have 3 cats? why? i mean why cats? think about it, cats only have one mindset. you know what that mindset is? no, its not to cuddle, its to kill. the only thing ever at the forefront of a cats mind is to kill. if thats the only thing that they think about, why in the world would you want one?not only do they stink, you have to feed it and pick up its shit while it plots your death. i bet your cats laughs at you every time you clean their litter, talking to them in that stupid voice people have to use with cats. (mocks cat people) hey there mister kitty face, i wuv you! AND don't even get me started about dogs! mans best friend, more like mans fucking torment. you know how terrible it would be to have dogs! let alone 1 dog! dogs are so fucking dumb that when you leave a room for 5 seconds, the dog just thinks you die. when you come back from trying to piss while the dog whimpers the entire time, he see you and has this earth shattering moment of grandeur where he needs to jump all over you with his shit covered paws. fuck that. (She gives him a disgusted look) excuse me? what!? listen I'm not a fuckin dick, these animal people are the dicks. they go as far as trying to make you animalists spend money on animals in parts of the world you will never see. who says that there really running out of tigers and polar bears? huh? who is there counting the polar bears? you know what happens to that person? THEY GET FUCKIN EATEN! but you bestiality endorsers pay to keep these companies fed and all you get in return is a fuckin stuffed animal. if I'm really going to adopt a tiger, send me the fuckin tiger. id rather spend the money and know how it died then spend the money and never know what the fuck happened to it. (she gives a "really?") what? yes, i know tigers are cats. tigers are different.( pause) their fuckin badass..

Depressed

"You ever wake up and just not know why you did? you ever just look at the clock and wonder why the fuck you even looked at it? i feel this every fuckin day of my life. I just don't see what the point of any of this bullshit is. you may be sitting there thinking that I'm just some cynical asshole, but i truly don't see what the point is. why go and work a dead end job thats just going to stress you out and waste time in-between life and death. thats what this is. its a waste of time. its TO waste time between the moment your parents stop whipping your ass and the last breath you take. alone. thats right! ALONE! you're last breath is going to be alone no matter how hard you try, no matter how hard you work. no matter who you please or piss off. you will be ALONE! just look at these kids. they sit here, holding hands and pretending they know what love is and say they have this feeling between them but in a few months they'll hate each other more than they hate their shitty parent who wouldn't give them everything they want. lifes not about what you get, its how you deal with what you don't get! and i say fuck it! i never had anything, i never will have anything. each day i go to work, walk around the office, get made fun of by the guys doing better then me, get shot down by the women who think they can do better than me. theres just no point. everyday i sit after work at the subway and i watch as the subway train comes my direction and everyday i contimplate jumping in front of it. every single day. theres that tiny voice in the back of my head that says "do it, you know you want too." every single day, i watch as the train comes, i even count.(pause, recreating the moment) 1………2……..3….and i go for the lunge and…..the train passes by me. (pause) I get in the train and i think to myself what a pussy i am….. what a pussy i am that i couldn't even get out of the situation that is killing me from with in. i couldn't even do myself the favor and ending it… fuck it.. you people don't care.. why should you… just another brick in the wall right…..no better….just less