Laying in bed with crampsVolatile I’m floating around the collective subconsciousOne time in the snow,so far away were you When I’m franticallytrying to find one measly little sunglimpsethe sky falls downOh, my aching heartWill it tear me apart? Remember DecemberRemember December Sometimes my retina induces a still image of a me gonerolled up in fetus positionShe says she does not want to come out todayThere is no point in Rolling up the… Read More