Bury your head. I’ll help you bury your hands.
My stomach said Feed me!
I said Fuck you and accept the booze you are given
Awaken from a slumber too heavy to call sleep I came to realize that I am alive. I started to wonder of life and living. Have I awaken to life or does life find and wake me? I am a dreamer and I feel best when I have chosen to reject the conscious.
But what is the dream?
And the dream answered.
I was getting sad. Then I got high.