I like cats
I met a cat today
Her name was Stacy
Stacy wanted to play
Gracie however
(Stacys owner)
Did not want me to play with Stacy
She said
"Whatever are you doing to Stacy!"
"Simply playing,"
I muttered
Gracie was not happy
That I was playing with Stacy
She was so un-happy
She "graced" Stacy
And took her away
One of the only things I found joy in
Was gone
Much like the light
That one in your head that tells you
"Keep going!"
Its gone to
Now there is only darkness
For the sadness that consumes me
The anger that drives me
And that last string of hope that fuels me
Which I'm sure you can assume
I'm very low on fuel
I miss Stacy
