Why do I feel this way?  Why does this hurt like this?  

Why do I want the last thing that I need?

Why do I need the last thing that I should want?

Why do I love something that will probably kill me?

Why can't I think clearly?

Why is this happening....

Come now...just let it go, let it fall down

Let it all flow like the water that's rushing in over your soul.

Until there is nothing left.  Won't you come to me and rest...

Ugh.

Put me to sleep evil angel.