I just want to rest in peace....
I cleanse myself because I cannot sleep. I cannot sleep because I know that she weeps. Scrubbing myself until the 4'o'clock hour, there is no getting clean in this shower. Why must I always be the Messenger of Pain, the Carrier of Callousness? Waiting until the time is right, I no longer attempt to use my wings for flight. Not even sure if this heart still beats, how can I attempt to love another human beast? Courting pleasure on a nightly basis has turned out to be more mirage and less oasis. Pushing away girl after girl has become routine, why do they pursue this broken being? If only I could stop trying to understand this life I'm living, maybe then my shortcomings would be forgiven.