Welcome to my nightmare, come on in if you dare, a sinister world of death pain and dispair . This is a place you will never relax, and you will never know peace even if you beg or or you ask. Zero eight two eight the wolf was born on this date the year of sixty six, 1966. The 4th of twelve kids in the clan at the age of eleven I became a man, my very first best friend died about then, run over by a car in a coma for a month, the balance of his life was hanging on the edge. If he ever came out of this comatose state there was word he would never be normal again. Well he never came out of this life and death line the carefree and loving kid in me died. I made a pledge around about then that I would never have a best friend, no never again. I kept that promise for about five years cause my uncle B J G came to befriend me, i finally found someone who did understand me, he taught me to smoke, we'd laugh and we'd joke my sense of humour and life had awoke. 8 years later when I was 23, my second best friend died and left me, a perfect record. 2 best friends had 2 friends died. That very same I had another friend who I thought would be around right to the end, he's still around right? Guess again, he took his life with a sawed off gun, now number 4 are you ready for more?..I'll give e you a hint, traces of his blood still show on my door, that's why I won't call anyone a best friend anymore. Ive given up on friends cause they gave up on me. as I'm writing this poem I'm sitting about 15 feet from where one of my friends died, their maker did meet. Life has been rough pretty god damned unsweet. That's why I won't bow down I don't know defeat. I've been pretty crazy with all my hard drinking to this day I don't know if I would do anyone in...but if anyone were to act up even right now, who knows they might end up 6 feet under ground, or they might disappear and never be found. I'll keep on being defiant no matter what the cost, I am the way I am because of the friends had and lost. Yeah life is hard and so damned wicked!, but life is what you choose to make-make of it...life is hard and so damned wicked, but life is what you choose to make-make of it....