Oh life marches onward. Looking at the horizon of 40 years. Feeling tired and unable to rebound like I used to back in the 20's.
Friends are starting to die, parents especially are starting to fade.
What I wouldn't give for a syringe of 1984 if only for ten minutes.
I am a drug addict but I seek no drug more than I seek the innocence of life I felt back in the early 80's. If they could bottle that up. I'd sacrifice 20 years of my life to take it.
Life gets so much more blunt and real. So much more grey and raw.
I am weighed down and looking for relief. But where is it too come from?
Where am I going?
Don't ask anymore.......
