1/29/2009

There was a man last night,
a young man,
a dying man.

he was only bearable when he was drunk..
and as young as he was, he was younger in intellect.
so, so young. yet, so old.

he lives a hard life...but his habits and lifestyle will soon prevent him from living at all.

i first met this man long ago. i was just a girl at the young age of three. seventeen now, i notice everything.

it seems like he was wiser when him, and i, were younger.

as he matures in age he becomes less mature in intellect..it seems so crazy.

he is dying, and i see no trace of worry on his face...he used to be so youthful and life filled....
now hes drained, stoned, drunk, and dying.