a cat is licking my feet.
the smoke won't stop pouring down my throat into my sore lungs.
it is 4:18 and I can't sleep.
i am in a warmer climate then usual.
i shadow a man and fall steps behind.
the drink taunts me.
i am at least thirty years old by now i think.
life is good.
i wish i wasn't three hundred and twenty one pounds.
i should exercise,
maybe get out a little,
i am not depressed.
just going through withdrawls.
maybe it's just a little bit of a quarter life crisis.
who knows. i don't. you don't either.
life is good.
good men are hard to find.
i have found them.
the drink has now found me i can't keep from it.
i don't particularly want to either.
i am functional.
i am dysfunctional.
life is good.
oh women and children.
i love you all.
life is good.
life is good.
i think maybe i am only two hundred and fifty five pounds.
another drag. another cough.
i hope my son/daughter knows i love him/her.
i hope my wife knows i love her.
i hope my friends know i love them.
don't feel pity for me.
life is good.
i try to be a good man and not a shadow of one.
a good man.
that is all i want to be.
take the weight baby take the weight baby.
read no more.
life is good.
great spirit why are you so grey?
is it because my hair is?
is that why hair gets grey?
i understand that now,
all is grey.
life is good.
linger on.
linger on my lips.
linger in my lungs.
linger in the good life.
please.
linger on.
linger with me for a bit.
life is good,
life is good.
life is grey,
life is good.
life is grey.
life is grey?
life is good.
life is good?
sure,
