Eulogy

If you have nothing nice to say don't say it 
That was my sisters favorite lines 
She used to say it when me and my brother would go tit for tat 
Screaming at us with a  cigarette in her mouth the ash always ready to fall 
no ashtray ever seemed to be around 

My sis was always Half dressed 
She hated clothes 
Nudity was in her eyes 
She looked at you with eyes of a lion ready to feast 

A bitch she called herself 
A female dog 
I like to say a Pitt bull  
She had strength, a lock jaw 
and everyone here remembers her big ass nose 
I hated that nose 
I threw a car at it once 
Matchbox car 
And Thats why it had that disfigured look to it, 
Funny how I left my mark 
I'm sure she never shared that story or many others at that 

I'll share some and a few I won't 

 You know She left a few scars on me 
Some on others to I'm sure 

Sometimes at night I wake up and feel them
The touch me here voice 
Echoes  through my head 
Almost as if she's there in the room with me. 
Not a good presence 
That presence was there when she was alive 
Now I'm just doomed 

Oh and Her red brush
she loved that overused brush 
That brush It  hated me 
I swear it was my worse enemy 
When my brother couldn't get his hair right he threw it at me 
But I would take his pain over her pain any day 
What she made me do with that brush 
I can't even explain
It's still to fresh I guess 

She imprinted on me, just like I did to her nose 
So many scars left inside me
I'll take those to my grave 

Like she took them to hers 

I never did get an I'm sorry 
I think she really thinks everything she did was ok. 

she died thinking it was ok
I was never women enough to tell her it wasn't ok 
And it really wasn't ok 
And I wish she knew it wasn't ok

She can rest in peace now maybe I can just put this nightmare to sleep with her 


Yes that was my sister 
The ever so loving Pitt bull 
Rip 
Please   "here" take your brush to hell with you 




I am working on this one still. It's kinda hard to write. So be helpful please .