Some days my soul craves darkness,
other days light,
but today I desire neither.

I'm not too fond of today,
and all of the weariness that came with it.
Light nor dark, I don't want any bit.

What I desire is to go home,
where I am surrounded by beauty,
life is pain free,
and I'm free to be me.

Perform I will not,
this battle will be fought.
Perfection is the enemy.
Heaven, my safety.