Some days,
I sit and wallow,
cuz the grass didn't get me high enough,
or that day I happened to put up with that much stuff,
and I think of the deterioration.
Slow, deadly,
from inside to out,
cold sweats in the morning,
an evening of calling out.
In pain too great to measure,
then cool the next day.
Today was just an example of one of those bad days...
I ask you to walk with me,
share these memories,
enjoy the smiles,
kick me in the event that I'm down,
as I walk to my destiny,
I'd enjoy the company.
sigh.............
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