Absynthe Minded running on empty

RUNNING ON EMPTY
I'm down and out
I'm broke as can be
I feel my body
Running on empty
There is no land
To roam upon
I've put my foot down
Come and find me
One point perspective
I am a writer
Exhausting myself
Is part of the game
The old lighthouse
Has been brought down
I'll chew on the words
Come and find me