Here in this moment we are beautiful, nocturnal creatures and our thoughts and words are jewels guarded by the moon. - Henry Rollins

Sometime later near dawn I fall asleep
I get up and go out there
Go through the motions
Trying to look like someone
Who’s alive
Inside I’m screaming all the time
Every day dealing with the many shades of horror
There’s nothing anyone can say to me
Nothing anyone can do

Don't let despair mutate your flesh
Look at my twisted stumps of thought
See the fingers, listen to the voice
I am slowly becoming the end of the line.

She can break your fall Or let you fall and break And every time you jump You just know she’s going to catch you