AHHHH Chupacobraaaaa!!!!@#$!!!

I am not your friend. I am just a man who knows how to feel.I am not your friend. I'm not your lover. I'm not your family.
It is my birthday. It is a new year. I should be happy that i am still here. Light up a new joint. Put on an old shirt. Try to remember but forget how my brain works. But i could read a book a night before this year. I knew every word, their definitions clear But now in stealth i check thesaurus- it's become my guilty mistress. So i heave my breath at burning wax because i know that spark ain't coming back. It is my birthday. I've got all my friends here. They haven't been talking as of lately. They've all found new bro's and babies. I have smoked away my pride. There is nothing but the cinders of it inside. But i believed in more than nothingness last year and under every quiet failure it's still here. Buried breathing under 18 years of tragedy and fear. If i could crawl my way out of this grave just think of all the time i'd save. The stereo's playing the same old songs and we still hum along And in no time we'll be spread across the earth, Donning business suits to show the faceless master what we're worth. From our Huggies to Armani and it all seems so rehearsed.
---------Max Bemis-----------
There's a passage I got memorized. Ezekiel 25:17. The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of the darkness. For he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know I am the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon you. I been sayin' that shit for years. And if you ever heard it, it meant your ass. I never really questioned what it meant. I thought it was just a cold-blooded thing to say to a motherfucker before you popped a cap in his ass. But I saw some shit this mornin' made me think twice. Now I'm thinkin': it could mean you're the evil man. And I'm the righteous man. And Mr. 9mm here, he's the shepherd protecting my righteous ass in the valley of darkness. Or it could be you're the righteous man and I'm the shepherd and it's the world that's evil and selfish. I'd like that. But that shit ain't the truth. The truth is you're the weak. And I'm the tyranny of evil men. But I'm tryin', Ringo. I'm tryin' real hard to be a shepherd.
Kay Kay and His Weathered Underground-"Hey Momma"