Why do we get used so quickly,
to everything, to everyone?
Why the thrill expires so quickly?
Those fifteen minutes a week.
Maybe I am weak.
People look so happy hanging around,
whilst I stand in the corner, mourning.
Spreading my beautiful crystals,
all over your world, your "beautiful" world!
Fuck you Christ I am addicted to you
like I am to porn.
Both of you are cool I know,
but why do you destroy me?
I want only that good part of you.
Please let me at least mourn.
God, I am so alone.more