I’m so tired
Eraser shavings in my head
acoustic tones floating listlessly around me
the lyrical content searing burn marks
into my brain, and I’m insane
Have no thoughts of my own
Just borrowing from the media
Keeping my mind transfixed
on everything I can’t have
and wouldn’t have wanted
No originality,
just movie quotes and song lyrics
being spouted out
Idealizing relationships in fiction
But I want the crippling reality
The dirty, gritty love that everyone
experiences
That fireball passion that only leaves burn victims behind













