Fragmented Vitality:
The clock strikes exactly 3:33 AM
And I awake to this sick feeling
My mind is chaotic
My body is sleek with sweat
And I can feel my stomach churning
My body starts its heaving
As these tears prick my eyes
I remember before I feel to sleep
All those thoughts were running
The doubt, the hurt, this fear, that longing
My mind and heart at battle
I could feel my soul - its screaming
And without knowing I drifted into unconsciousness
I can't remember, but I must have been dreaming
The sweat is cold, my body hot
And I cannot stop the shuddering
I run to the bathroom
Fall to my knees, Iâm wrenching
On the floor, I wipe my mouth
Again the contents gone, Iâm worried
Over four days have gone by and yet I still am shaking
I turn the shower on
Hot water to caress me
Wash away my sins and these haunting memories
I can feel myself, Iâm slipping, slipping, slipping away
And there is no one here, but me to save me
My legs are weak, I canât keep standing
Overheated, I turn the water to freezing
I lay my head against the bathtub floor
The water falling in a harsh rain, its beating
Still, I can feel my insides twisting
Whether hot or cold, I canât stop the shivering
Weakly I reach up, grab the soap and start the half-assed cleaning
Barely there, Iâm hardly moving, frail and jerking
Rinse off, I lay there exhausting, this pain excruciating
Turn the water off, I get out stumbling
Make my way to my room, falling into my bed
Not even bothering to use a towel, let the droplets air dry
So I sit down to write these feelings
Trying to give myself relief
From the mental and physical aching
Goddess, I feel as if Iâm losing, so say a prayer for me
The clock strikes exactly 3:33 AM
And I awake to this sick feeling
My mind is chaotic
My body is sleek with sweat
And I can feel my stomach churning
My body starts its heaving
As these tears prick my eyes
I remember before I feel to sleep
All those thoughts were running
The doubt, the hurt, this fear, that longing
My mind and heart at battle
I could feel my soul - its screaming
And without knowing I drifted into unconsciousness
I can't remember, but I must have been dreaming
The sweat is cold, my body hot
And I cannot stop the shuddering
I run to the bathroom
Fall to my knees, Iâm wrenching
On the floor, I wipe my mouth
Again the contents gone, Iâm worried
Over four days have gone by and yet I still am shaking
I turn the shower on
Hot water to caress me
Wash away my sins and these haunting memories
I can feel myself, Iâm slipping, slipping, slipping away
And there is no one here, but me to save me
My legs are weak, I canât keep standing
Overheated, I turn the water to freezing
I lay my head against the bathtub floor
The water falling in a harsh rain, its beating
Still, I can feel my insides twisting
Whether hot or cold, I canât stop the shivering
Weakly I reach up, grab the soap and start the half-assed cleaning
Barely there, Iâm hardly moving, frail and jerking
Rinse off, I lay there exhausting, this pain excruciating
Turn the water off, I get out stumbling
Make my way to my room, falling into my bed
Not even bothering to use a towel, let the droplets air dry
So I sit down to write these feelings
Trying to give myself relief
From the mental and physical aching
Goddess, I feel as if Iâm losing, so say a prayer for me