Glazed eyes Flat and hollow Deflated by the quarrels of time. Speechless windows From a place long forgotten. Shells that once held everything under beauty and power. Up rise the furry, and strikith down upon you, The weight of many troubles and the worry of a thousand souls. Now thy will hold everything on a string with only one supporting finger. Feel the burden ,FEEL, the craving ever so strong. Feel the desire to break free of the ringing in your ears.