I am tired of watching, waiting, wondering
While the world at my door
Threatens to come apart
I am not safe in my own mind
I have no patience
Only eternal frustration
I want to **** something
There is no hope for me
I am tired of struggling
I can not pay
Or keep track
Nobody wants to know me
I do not want to know myself
I want to hurt those that I love
My wrist hurts and I cannot write
My eyes feel hot
They are slowly burning out of their sockets
No need to figure out the sad, beautiful mystery of love and affection
Why not for its own sake?