Die Blue eyes

Die Blue Eyes

You look different from before,
You are different,
Maybe its me,
It always has to be me,
The follower.
Green glass craving,
Praying alone in the darkness,
Silent tears.
Digesting myself, hear my scream,
Here comes the aching,
Alone with a dead lighter,
A drunken distortion.
Nothing but killing time, stay awake,
Green glass breaking,
Staring into the end of a bottle,
Kill my tears