An Answer from Conceptual Realizations by Aquariums

Something is eating a hole in side of me and I can feel it. I’ve tried many things but none of them seem to fill it. The bottom doesn’t get deeper. The surface just grows higher and higher again. I haven’t spent enough time lately just thinking. Wish I could shut up sometimes and quit drinking. I find it hard to do what I should. I wouldn’t save myself if I could. The rain it burns my eyes. It won’t let up or part from my skies. Some things are larger than my understanding. My legs feel uneasy on this landing. I climb higher to see for miles. The view is hazy, distorts my smile. Something is eating a hole inside of me and I can feel it. I’ve tried many things but none of them seem to fill it. How much longer must I cry out there before I get an answer?

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