Staying
up
late
againSitting
here
all
aloneUnable to
shake this
creeping
feelingThat
I really
should
have
known
Innards
Like a
birdTrapped
in it’s
cageI sing
of love
and
lamentBleeding
introspective
rageAnd
bitter
discontent
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"