Thursday, April 27, 2006
Wrong Side Of Thirty
& going nowhere fast
I often wonder why I want my miserable days to last
Diabetes/Hypertension/Apnea
Weigh me down now as does self attained obesity
The cards have been stacked against me by fate and fork
Still I crawl & struggle & somehow survive
To be eaten away by the cancer called
Dysfunctional relationship
Absence of family
Dirth of friends I never let inside
If I opened the door would they enter?
My mind is a dangerous place
That I live in alone
Solitary confinement
Battling evil thoughts
That try to push me over the edge
& descend further into madness
as my body rots
from excess
& heredity
On the wrong side of Thirty
Closer to One Hundred
Though I prefer the suffering to a quick end.
D.V.Castagna
Dirth of friends I never let inside
If I opened the door would they enter?"
Of course - the doors couldn't keep us from crashing in !!! To know Cee is to love you, and Maurice knows he and your crew are there for you at all times !
You da man !!!
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