I feel safe when I'm lost.
I feel afraid, as I lie,
Of that man nameless man
Who stands on every threshold
Of every doorway.
Fuck you.
Fuck you.
I fucking know I'm wrong.
At least I'm trying to convince myself
That there is something better for us.
I want to spontaneously ignite.
I am constantly made aware that
Truth and freedom
Have long ago been erased from my vocabulary by you.
I fucking know it's wrong.
Pray for me.
Pray for lightning in the rain.