May 6th, 2007
Unhappy in my own skin,
lost in a dark room with no way from within
which to open a window to the sun...
a life not half over which feels well past done.
With a hollow laugh and a few lines of bad poetry,
and too many damn nights of woe is me,
this tragic fool, this self made straw man,
will drink one more beer and smile when he can.