A number
Such a simple thing
Nothing that could hold any sort of malice
Or a similar sort of thing
Well,
If these are your thoughts
YOU ARE QUITE WRONG!!!!
You see,
11 has always been a bad thing
An omen of bad tidings
A guarantee of a bad day
Often of the worst kinds of things!
It was on an 11th
I lost my car in a horrible wreck
You might say,
Well you lived
So it’s not all bad,
Right?
Wrong…
I also lost the love of my life
The poor soul,
Sitting at my side.
The seat belt meant to keep her in
Malfunctioned…
Through the windshield she went
Into the front end of the semi that hit us…
It was on an 11th
I lost the keys to my place
A “kind” soul finding them
Didn’t tell me they’d made a replacement set
Soon after robbing me blind
In the middle of the night!
It was on the 11th I lost my dear ole Mom
The cancer was gone
However,
They missed the tumor in her head
Idiot doctors knew nothing!
I played the lottery once
The only number I didn’t pick
My unlucky one
Which in turn…
Naturally was the one I missed
Gifting a cool 500 million (after taxes) to a different soul
I wish I’d picked the number then
However,
I know,
I’d probably have been hit by a car
Lost the ticket
Having never won anyways.
Oh, I’m insane you say?!
I’m creating a self fulfilling prophecy I am?!
Well,
I’ll tell you this
Every time it’s 11 or the 11th in any way
God help me if it’s the 11th month
Or
Back in 2011
Where I had pretty shit luck…
Something bad always happens
It is a guarantee…
Call it what you want
I’m simply saying
It always happens to me!
If it were that way for you
Say,
As most people are afraid of,
It was 13…
Now come, come,
Many of you can’t truly say
You aren’t wary of the date
Especially on a Friday!
Here I am…rambling away
The 11th has come again
I talk to y-
*Slip*
*Choked breathing*
C-call…9-1-1
I’ve slipped….
…….
….
..
…And…
…Stabbed myself…
…On my dinner knife…
-11-
