Anger and Pain.
Breaking up - again.
Mother, on the ground
trying to wash the stains.

Priceless; come buy.
You must close your eyes.
Babies can't smile.
And like them, we cry.

I'm seeing things.
And thing look ugly.

Kill me each day.
Life not much to pay.
Bless you and don't
feel bad if I turn away.

because-
I'm seeing things,
and things look ugly.
things look ugly.

I'm seeing things,
and things look ugly.
things look ugly.


Penned by my hand on the 23rd of Ios, in the year 203 MA.