in life, one can never be satisfied. the freezing rain has covered the pavement with a death trap. im sure i'll slip and die. the loneliness is almost worse. i can stare out into the darkness, but no one is coming. im sure i'll slip and die. my friends are few and far between and some days pass that they dont even exist. maybe they slipped and died. my belly aches of starvation but ive ate everything in sight. a hunger for something else is what it craves. but what? im sure i'll starve and die. of course im certainly uncertain and my death doesnt appear to be anywhere near. the endless agenda of every second, minute, month passes without fail. im a robot. constantly moving with the speed of traffic. i think i'll stop and die. smoke this, snort that, will i ever be high enough? i doubt it.