2/26/10 (just a thought)

laying in the back of a pick-up truck not quite sober, but not quite drunk nothing but the moon and a star in the sky staring back at me, like a pair of eyes what would happen if we were in an accident? would i die on impact? or would i be pinned? would i burn up slow? would i die in a fire? or would my head be crushed beneath a tire? would my body do it's best to fly? or would i simply bleed out and die? would the blow be enough to shatter my skull? or would i just eject and take a tumble? so many ways to die, so many ways to live i feel like i've got so much more to give so i survive the night, i make it out alive to take my life for granted till the day i die but i ask myself why? why do this to ourselves? to forget some promise? to curse the cards we've been dealt? we've got to end the useless killing! we've got to be more hopeful and willing! To go on another day, to change our ways to wake up feeling like we can truly change and be happy