The time in my life when I am at my best
Is when I am still and at rest
But even then the nightmares come
and my feet stick and I cannot run
My heart beats like a stormy night
And my fists clench and my body fills with fright
My skin becomes beaded with sweat
And they tell me not to fret
Even though it hurts like nothing else
And sometimes what love there is inside me melts
Taken over by all the pain
That I wish could be washed away by the rain
Star pushes against me
When I wake
And sometimes I think this is the only love that is not fake
She cannot lie
She doesn't run when I cry
They come and help
The useless whelp
But they are cats
They don't know the stats
Sometimes I need a humans kind touch
My head hurts and I know it is like lust
Half-broken and littered, screaming, rain
It all circles back to the pain
