A rolling stone gathers no moss; A rolling rock gathers no...

26 February 2011

Boy

As a boy I wasn't like this. I didn't drink myself to death on a nightly basis. Don't like to party, my friend said, but my friends force me to. I feel this way sometimes too.

If you're gonna die, then get dead, is how I feel. So I go there, near the water, sometimes. To look at the black surface and its slight steam.

Ain't gonna do it. Ain't gonna die. Gotta be living. Gotta get live.

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