Impoverished existence Empty, hollow I can hardly breathe Barely swallow Ziva? Yes mom? I hope you’re not writing about yourself. Ummm…maybe… Really? Starvation chases Empty, hollow I can barely think Death follows Ziva! Yes mom? Have you called the ASPCA? Ummm…maybe… Really? Sleep eludes Empty, hollow… Ziva! What? Sleep is your middle name. It doesn’t feel like it. Really? Sleep eludes Empty, hollow I can scarcely rest Self-pity wallows Ziva? Yes mom? AnyRead more