I sit on the edge of nothingness,
With a ring piece from my last beer
Wrapped around my finger
Like a promise ring to my lowly wife.
So I spit blood at the moon,
Like a toothless wolf howling in blue,
I’m nothing more than noise.
I remember when the darkness first came
And you were my shining light,
Leading me through so effortlessly,
I’d follow blindly,
Chasing ecstasy.
But soon the walls grew too high
And now you’re nothing more than faint crumbs on the floor.