MY LIFE IS NOT LIVING

by on June 25, 2008 :: 0 comments

Well, I sleep
To forget
And I drink
To forget
As well, and
I drink in
My dreams to
Forget my
Dreams as well.

Wide awake
I’m a stone.
I could look
Past you. That’s
No joke. Wide
Awake I
Daydream with
A beer in

My hand. And
My name is
John Doe, but
Even I know
That’s not true.
It does not
Matter one
Way or the

Other. I
Keep waiting
For something
Better than
Sleep, better
Than dreams. It
Could be death
Because my

Life is not
Living. Let’s
Toss a coin
And see what
Comes up. I’ll
Take heads and
You take tails.
I don’t care.

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