I hurt. I burn from within.
I long for a sharp pain.
Something real.
I can feel the numbness seeping in slowly.
I am afraid but I also welcome it.
Praying for the bittersweet relief of not giving a damn.
I wait and wait.
And still I am waiting...
Waiting for the day when it all breaks.
Waiting for the day when there will be a great snap!... and all will be changed.... and there will never be any going back...
Waiting for the day my resolve falters....
For my conscious to crumble...
Waiting for relief....
