Wish
You could turn off the questions, turn off the voices, turn off all sound.
Yearn
To close out the ugliness, close out the filthiness, close out all light.
Long
To cast away yesterday, cast away memory, cast away all jeopardy.
Pray
You could somehow stop the uncertainty, somehow stop the loathing, somehow stop the pain.
Act
On your impulse, swallow the bottle, cut a little deeper, put the gun to your chest.
