Day 112 February 23 2014: Another round...

My bones are breaking out of my skin, so little so I can't hold them in
I'm a GIANT trapped inside a small shell, an angel caged in a personal hell.
I drink to sleep and wake to drink, my mind is always running but I can never think
Times are old and yet times they change, why must I be so strange?


I am a moon and my dark side remains hidden.

I wanna be a good liver...not have one.