osing your sense of pride and crawling through to dark. He was all but over looked by the readers of Fleet Street Confronted by a similar emotion. I've been up for 4 nights trying to get some sleep that never came. A come around a come around a come around See my art decay. Screaming and Dreaming. It's all tied up come take a look. I've been crawling on the floor looking for the door I can't get out