My heart has a sinking feeling... and I know that it is not love.

All I want to do right now is cry. Cry without shame… and cry until all the hurt goes away. From every core of my being, from every corner of my soul. Until I exhaust every single dram of energy my body could possibly contain, until I know that I have dried up inside. For all that has gone wrong, for all that will go wrong when tomorrow begins. Till my head throbs and my heartbeat turns so slow from the effort that it might stop, till my soul sets free.

And then my mind will be weary and somnolent, but my existence rekindled. There will be no more pain, and no more regret. No more remorse, and no more repentance. My spirit will be cleansed… pure and untainted, forgiven and at peace.

So that I may wake up to sin again.