Forgive me for all I am not while my carcass swings by intersecting walls. Born above a breeding ground filled with disease. I will no longer carry your cross for I can hardly hold my own, pulling splinters from an ever-changing face. Kicking and screaming as I fall back to the earth by my own hands and not divine appendages. Birds of paradise swarming isolated skies, searching for signs of life to quench their thirst. I'm terrified of me. I am an apparition before I'm even gone. God-guided razors at my wrist, forgive me for all I am not.