I long to go under
Lose consciousness, go blank
Slip away into nothingness.
What does that say about me?
A local’s not enough.
I don’t need the area around the wound deadened
I need to be deadened.
I am the wound.
Put me out, put me under
Let me go down into the void.
Maybe I’ll come back
Maybe not
Either way, I’ll have relief at last.
Go ahead, please
Just do it
Put me out of my misery
Commit me, already
I can’t stand it in here
This world is too bright
The constant chatter
The onslaught of doubt
Can’t you tell
I am screaming inside
My head is on fire
I am running down streets
I want to be free
Like Blanche DuBois
Take me to my own Belle Reve
Let me sleep there forever
Beyond the Skinny Branches 