Staring into the nightTears burning under my eyesCrying crying cryingMy eyes are so cried out The wound is ripe with a touch of hard blowsI do this and I do thatI do some thingsI try to eat something but not much comes downThe day floats by like a big fat cloud in the corner of my eye The candles have been burned out at both ends How pissy it feels on the… Read More