There is a place where i can go and spend my days. there is a grave. there is exciting things to say. i pull apart. i take the pieces of end to make sense of the start. cold and i’m clean (i catch myself some times). i shut my eyes (trying to find a new low). my stomach calls me in days (forever on the road). you spent your time (forever alone). you can have mine. no secrets. no tired eyes. i shouldn’t try so hard