LIFE INSIDE A BAG OF CRAP

HAVE YOU EVER HAD THE FEELING THAT YOU SHOULD HAVE STAYED IN BED. STRANGE DAYS LIKE THIS NOTHING SEEMS TO GO YOUR WAY. IN MY BAG OF CRAP EVERYBODY FALLS HARD, NO MERCY FOR THE GOOD MEN. IMAGINE THE DARKEST, THE MOST DECAYED PLACE. WHERE PREDATORS VIOLATE, WHERE THE STREETS ARE NOT SAFE AND WHERE HAPPINESS IS DEAD.
BUT ALWAYS WE FORGET AS SOON AS A NEW DAY BREAKS.

THIS IS ONE OF THESE DAYS.

AM I WALKING AGAINST THE WIND? OR IS MY KARMA JUST FUCKED UP.
AS SOON AS SOMETHING BRINGS ME JOY AND HAPPINESS THE LIGHTNING STRIKES IT DOWN.
I AINT NOTHING BUT A CLOWN. AN UGLY MARIONETTE IN A RUSSIAN MOVIE, WHERE THE END ALWAYS IS SAD. WHERE THE PICTURE IS BLURRY AND EVERYTHING SEEMS TO BE IN BLACK AND WHITE, NO SHADES OF GLORY.
NO SUBTITLES AND NO DUBBING. NO WONDER I NEVER UNDERSTAND A WORD OF WHAT YOU PEOPLE SAY.

THIS IS WHAT WAS GIVEN TO ME.

MY HANDS CAN CREATE BEAUTIFUL THINGS, THINGS YOU PROBABLY NEVER SEE. BECAUSE MY BRAIN-DEAD MIND WON'T ALLOW THE HANDS TO FEEL FREE. AM I MISUNDERSTOOD?
-KNOCK ON WOOD IT IS NOT ME!
THESE DAYS I HATE BEING A HUMAN BEEN! THERE IS NO BREAKFAST IN MY FRIGE, BUT AT LEAST I'VE GOT THE MORNING PAPER, BUT DO I REALLY HAVE TO READ?
GIRL FOUND DEAD IN A DUMPSTER.
THERE YOU SEE, IT IS NOT ONLY ME LIVING IN A BAG OF SHIT.

THE BLOWFLY IS WALKING ALL OVER MY LAST MEAL.
-ARE YOU KIDDING ME?
DO I HAVE A LAST WHISH?
-YES!!! LEAVE MY THE FUCK ALONE. IF YOU PLEASE.


WRITTEN BY EL PHATO 20 FEB 2008.