Weird days

Sometimes my dark days divide, the sun don't shine, the food tastes bland, the chron is out in my hand, the lights seem to fade, everything doesn't feel the same, the water runs out, my skin dries and craks, sitting back, losing perspective and focus, a rope and a cloud, hang myself till I fall down, pain is certain, and joy is hiding behind the curtains, japeto is pulling our strings but we don't notice, we dance around and sing the same song, in the same tone, recorded, exploited, we see it but don't see behind it, we see the truth upside down, hurt is in the truth, don't believe me, take out the T, lust is sweet, love is pain, thats why we stay away, thats why we stray, thats why we lay, on the side of the road, blind and hungry like a scarecrow, scared to know, that these materials can only go, so far as the ego lets it, but I refuse to receive its blessing, I am forever tested,