Awake So too awake I can't fucking sleep dude But my eyes sting like shit so dry Damn Moon Like a werewolf on P. M. S. If there were such a thing I'd ask her this Why sleep?
My eyes sting like an open wound in pure salt Trembling from light, mortified in the dark Intaking the luminous penetration Colors flash me blind, leaving on the mark
Look at my eyes close Dreary at noon - day and night Why can't I just go to sleep? Excited to write But stupefied so much so 'Cause you have nothing to write.