I was sick of it now I'm done with it tired of the rush, rush, rush I've given enough to people who are lazy fucks outrageous expectations working 7 days a week they act like I'm a machine one that doesn't get weak and tired, frustrated, angry asking me...

dreadful need in the crevices of the soul, cravewith an ache so great as to make me bleedMidnight approaches and brings with him shadows that covetamong the faces I see youpeering deeply into my eyesconnecting with the witch withinVulnerability...

My skin hurts. It feels like they're ripping it off my bones—sliver by sliver. I can't scream anymore. My voice left me an hour after they started. They said that once it's done, I'll be a changed person. Yeah,...