Found a book of poetry from long ago...
Can't believe how different I am from back then. I was sooooo dark...
Here's one... There's more... but OMG... I was soooo dark! This is from when I was 20 something... so 20-ish years ago
is like blowing the dead.
Maggots that multiply,
fester in my head.
dripping in a bucket.
Your're so screwed,
...just "slipped" and fucked it.
You lie straight faced,
and ask for more.
THAT'S IT - IV'E HAD IT,
YOU'RE DONE - YOU'RE THROUGH.
These thoughts are killing me...
...Why can't it be you?