14 October 2012
A big stone fell from the sky. Without any reason why. It bruised me and I'm all blue. And there's nothing I can do.
Doctors told me I should be dead. It's worst when I forget what they said. Then I go sitting down on a chair. And I feel the pain nearly everywhere.
I now sleep standing, and as you may know: Standing is no easy way to go. Hugging, running, and laughing too. A few of many things I now can't do.
I curse the stupid stone for falling down. For falling down today on my town. I'm wishing to not have painfull nightmares. Wishing to not dream of falling down the stairs.
No reason to think "why me?". Because this was clearly meant to be. When you're down, rest, heal and move on. Life not a story that begins with "once upon".
So for now I shall be miserable. But happiness is always considerable. Take it one step out of time, and don't fall. And if the pain's to much you can always take a little alcohol.
A Stone Fell On Me • Opuss № I