Today I am cold, again. My lovely landlord still has not put in a new furnace. She so nicely told me after I moved in that it has not been on in 3 years. Now, she wants me to change my schedule so that people can come in and check out how to fix it. Nope, not my responsibility. I am sick of landlords doing the minimum. Fuck her!

Nightime is where it begins
The anxiety
The fear
I wish I could disappear
forever
I wonder what I am
who am I
why am I...

If I open myself up to you
Will I return to where I was suppose to be
In the beginning...
Before the lightning burned my cells
Before the thunder crushed me