i feel the changes in my body.
they wail on me some days.
and i look back
on my life
and how i L I V E D;
and abused my liver out of ignorance; as i truly knew no better at the time.
and i think of others. so young.
none of us know how much time we have.
death seems too confining,
my claustrophobic ass will surely fight that shit!
