Sometimes
I want to scrub the sin off my skin
And let my blood wash itself clean
Cycling through this unholy water
I've lowered my body in

Sometimes
I want to care much less for myself
And watch cities burn black
Swim through the hot embers
Clean myself with ash

Sometimes
I want to dissolve away again
And ride away on the wind
Steal breaths with force
And free myself with gusts

Sometimes
I want to bury myself deep
And drag down others
Who yearn for sunlight
And live with myself in silence