Shameful nights

I am afraid. Like hell.

Desperate for love, I am.

Sweating anxiously at these crypts with dancing corpses

Stopping myself from jumping from woman to woman

Renting a love for a night and bygones. But is it love?

It is not.

Why? Not sure, not gone yet. Belief keeps me from returning to a lesser self

Whom I despise. Loathe and shame. Shameful story.

In your eyes too, my friends, I see myself.

You too are bound to this relationship of disgust

A dark hole that is sinking us, and we cannot escape.

Where is the light in this forsaken night? Neon, astral, electric.

But not warmth, not caring, not selfless.

I am sick and tired.

Not lost. Very far.

Tonight, I meet my frustrations.

Farewell.