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Still Jack · 09-07-2009, 08:30 AM

I'm a drunk falling down the stairs.
I hear mumbling voices, as if gargled through head that's had its teeth kicked out.
They try and offer me advice, but I'm too deaf and thick-headed to listen.
I desperately want to know what's happening, where I'm going.
I try to see, but everything's moving so fast, it's a blurry mess of decisions.
It feels like eons are passing, while I'm aimlessly falling down these stairs.
So many chances and choices missed, so many messed paths.
Eventually I give up and realize, I'm just another drunk falling down the stairs.

09-07-2009, 08:30 AM	#1
Still Jack Join Date: Apr 2009 Location: Sheffield UK. Posts: 2,065	Falling down the stairs. I'm a drunk falling down the stairs. I hear mumbling voices, as if gargled through head that's had its teeth kicked out. They try and offer me advice, but I'm too deaf and thick-headed to listen. I desperately want to know what's happening, where I'm going. I try to see, but everything's moving so fast, it's a blurry mess of decisions. It feels like eons are passing, while I'm aimlessly falling down these stairs. So many chances and choices missed, so many messed paths. Eventually I give up and realize, I'm just another drunk falling down the stairs.