Another wailing wall   A slip, a fall   An emptiness that holds it all   I know it blinded   A star that travels into holes   To get a sense of how it ends   It’s better than to shine uncounted      Is this my howling book?   Is this all that you took from me?   I wrote it as a way to say...   Enough   I wrote it as a door   To take you away   So far away from me      Another page to turn   A word, a space   So many feelings with a face   I know it blinded   Another soul you sold   To try to feel   It’s almost like you thought me real   And so I vanish...