Draped as curtains fall

Working hard all week, just falling beneath my potential peak, I feel worthless, I feel like I should be doing more to have a purpose, I need the nurses, to come in here and show me what it is like to be loved, I am taking no IV this time unless thats heroin you have put in there, if it isnt heroin it isnt enough, if its viagra I may take it, I am a wreck as an old guy sitting in a chair, perverted praying that these hookers dont want anymore pay, Im bigger than hugh hefner but I am far more depressed, how these addictions have become my curse, I love women trust me I love them with everything but its still not enough.. enough doesnt even have enough words. I dont even care for what everyone else cares for, I keep changing im never content, im absent, Im not here I dont even want to really know how your day went, its an illusion, there is no progress, there is just one of us and one of them, and one of everyone else, twins are still individuals, as they stradle me, dressed exactly the same, no ambition no drive, just bees to the hive, I never said I would be pleasant, my insides hurt from my lack of pride, I want heroin administered now, Administered to hide. I try to confess but no ones listening I have killed the parish priest and the serpants are hissing, my toes are glistening with the venom they spat, the church the order, the guy that wears that funny hat, i pray I pray in hope that some day that this will all end in such a way that im never forgotten as the person I was in youth, I am a walking perversion, I cant hide from the truth.