ludacris

i am growing old. i could feel it on my veins. on my itches. and all other major body parts i constantly worry about getting some mad desease i could die of anytime soon.
i am considering about getting a major operation. maybe i could have my lungs repaired. i probably have to get a new heart. a new set of teeth perhaps. major a fresh voice box could help me. nerves-hell. i have a lot of them. and they had been constantly pestering me.brains?maybe i need to reconsider that part. i am not saying that i have lots of it. only got one. but it helps me a bit. sometimes.

i am so so old. i couldn't hear a thing sometimes. i always tend to be lost on a fog of hazy recollection of some shattered thoughts i thought i nhave buried in the dead lweaves on the autumn years of my depression. but the7y keep coming back. they always override my senses just when i need to call mysel back to the present. major senelity signs.

sometimes i feel like spitting blood on ther ground. i often think my enzymes are colliding and my intestines are crashing ...my stomach is burning so bad you'd probaly see a whole on my body whenevr i pass by.

i coud walk. i could still walk. maybe i should. i'm dragging..have ot figure out..too hazy...