I enjoy hiding in the shadows
Though the sun is always watching over me...

the night is nigh
my eye can see...

some days,
the skies are dark and cold...

I’m stuck in a circle
circling ‘round and ‘round...

“There’s something in the shadows
a light so dim i see...

That’s it.
My body is my prison...

Oh gosh
I regret regretting what I always regret...

Oh life…
Oh well...

it is like it is
rules will be rules...

I write and write
to write what I wish to write...

a drink on the brink of falling,
oh falling...

an apple and an Apricot
appear afore an ape...