Cuyin

These weeks I have tried to run away from my black dog. I've tried rolling away from it, but it won't go away.

I think the more I want to escape from it, the more it clings. The others don't see it, only I feel it close.

Oh yeah. My bike is too big for me. Hopefully my head too...

But there's no space left there after thinking so much about why the dog doesn't go to hell.