The 2 A.M Writer

Transcending

Caught in a current of water and electricity

One with the intention to snuff the other

One chain link to thrash another

A constant fucking war of emotions and sobriety

To pierce my skin again is a false paradise

But an island of temporary exile from the angered sea it still is

A 16 year war of a lifetime

Another lie to stack on the burning rubble of promise

Fuck the lamb that will supposedly deliver me again and again

Only to catch me with it\'s piercing hooks once more

Lift me from my shallow ends and roots to drop me back in another plot

 What galaxy will I finally feel a calming warmth?

Rhetorical because I\'ve known the answer for some time now

Forgive me, my unknown destiny or deity

For I shall travel to you ahead of the sun\'s dial

The night will not transcend for me again