I keep smelling dead things,
and fire, and smoke,
ammonia, and ****
I wonder if I'm dead,
or am dying,
If i'm laying there in the gully,
where his subaru crushed me into the ground,
if my chest has caved in,
if i've been moved yet,
leaving only a stain in the dirt
and a crash path through those frail little trees
How am I here?
and not there?
That is where i ought to be...
is this some hyper realistic dream?
has this already happened?
or is it happening?
and how the **** would i know the difference?
I will live this life as if i haven't yet,
make memories that matter,
even if i am already dead.
It is the best i can do.
Sep 14, 2015
Sep 14, 2015 at 12:27 AM UTC
I keep smelling dead things,
and fire, and smoke,
ammonia, and ****
I wonder if I'm dead,
or am dying,
If i'm laying there in the gully,
where his subaru crushed me into the ground,
if my chest has caved in,
if i've been moved yet,
leaving only a stain in the dirt
and a crash path through those frail little trees
How am I here?
and not there?
That is where i ought to be...
is this some hyper realistic dream?
has this already happened?
or is it happening?
and how the **** would i know the difference?
I will live this life as if i haven't yet,
make memories that matter,
even if i am already dead.
It is the best i can do.
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