My heart says I'm done
with this life,
with feeling,
with wanting,
with being.
But my head
screams in protest.
Fight, live, breath, rage
til death takes me

Throwing myself to the world.
Give me everything .
The pain.
The sleepless, lonely, empty nights.
Skin crawling
and the urge to tear holes
in this vessel.
I'll push this body
to its limits and beyond.
Longing  to break and shatter.
If I have to bleed dry
to expel her poison
I'll have violence until peace.