A short horror story in poem/lyric form. Woke up one day, Quit the job, Walked to the bar, Settled in for the day. Dreams hitting fast, Hardly moving forward, Intense emotions undeserved, Mirrors exploding from past. Feeling stich in hand, Exposed to grit’n’sand, Feeling stich in hand, Exposed to grit’n’sand. Exposed to society, Ripped apart…