I was just a sheriff,
one tormented by her ex-husband.
He left me because he said,
that I loved sweets more than I loved him,
the way he made me feel,
sometimes that was true.
So when he left I got on a diet,
even went to a spa and lost ten pounds,
I was doing great until I met the Winchesters.
After accidentally finding a vampire,
and discovered the world of monsters,
I was thrown into a poop storm of good and evil,
and nothing after that was the same.
Everytime I see death,
I wonder if it wasn’t the cause of anything natural,
but maybe a monster or ghost.
I’m glad I know this stuff exists,
and I’m not scared if one day the supernatural come for me,
but sometimes I wish I didn’t know any of it,
then being a sheriff would much, much easier.