Losing my edge

I fell behind and I was hit by a fucking rock in the head.
I turned around, first stunned, before the pain hit me.
I didn't see the thrower. Darkness only, because I'm blacking out.
I reach to feel.
I feel nothing. Then a sharp pain and it hits me. And I'm as angry as I've EVER been. But
I can't scream.
I'm blacking out.
I'm blacking out from the pain and I'm mad ass hell.
I think that I got a compliment today.
I think of a good song I heard today.
I think that there is work to be done.
I never want to be tired again.
I hear my friend has sold his turntable. I think that he'll be more quiet.
I'm falling and looking at the path I've traveled and see everyone and everyone is going past me, going somewhere.
I'm losing my edge.
That's the last thought before the pain and anger take control and I crumble.
I crumble.