Lachryma

Ripping through every poem
Like a vampire should
And it takes one to know ‘em
Like I knew you would

In the middle of the night, it feeds
In the middle of the night, it eats you
Everybody knows, everywhere I go
I cannot deny that I cannot hide

I’m done crying over someone like you
I’m not trying
I’m done

Crying, crying
Now the sweet’s gone sour
Seeping down through cracks
It’s getting worse by the hour
Rock-by-rock attacks, oh

In the middle of the night, it feeds
In the middle of the night, it eats you
Everybody knows, everywhere I go