Forgive me.
Forgive me for running and screaming and tripping and falling and crying; and my weaknesses shattering the window panes. Forgive me for my shrieks and shrills drowning out the sound of my ripping heart and the clacking of my fingers against the wall. Forgive me for the finger nails and teeth and bones that tremble and the poison bubbling in my throbbing veins.
Fight me.
Fight me when I'm baring my fangs and tearing the ground apart; when I'm red-eyed and wild-maned and yowling and screeching. Fight me when I'm thrashing and crashing and slashing, when my daggered claws are drawing my own blood and destroying my soul. Fight me when the sky turns crimson and I collapse and get up and collapse again.
Love me.
Love me even though I'm shunned and hated and stubborn and selfish. Love me when reoccurring nightmares torment my mind and flash on my distorted face; and tears are staining my skin scarlet. Love me when there is no moon, and the clouds move in to swallow me, and my hands start to shiver and twitch and halt. Love me even though I m a monster, a curse, the shadow of everyone's mind; even though I am unwanted and abandoned and desperate.
Shhh...don't say a word
Shhh...you'll be alright again
