"cringe"

   
   
   
   
    flesh, blood, & bone; what is cringe? the state of existing.... oh, how I'm straddling the fence-with decisions....    
   
  hence every "wake"(during day) is described as "good mourning" because there's no place like the fucking grave....    
   
 why couldn't have i died one of several times when I've gotten a glimpse of death's face-especially the time that tooth pick went down one's throat hidden in that godamn sandwich I've bitten into at an early age 7-8 give or take....    
   
  my way down to the ground-why couldn't the blackout just have stayed?; all the bullshit thereafter-this soul would have had true saving grace....    
   
  fuck this godamn place-but I'm "ok...." see this crooked ass smile on my godamn face?  
     
  what is cringe; this fucking meat suit that I'm in....