bottom ramen

bankrupt my mind
and i cant afford to buy the lies
anymore

with the pittance of your pleasure
your heart ceases to be
broke
 
while this one files chapter 11
on a joint account spent and
overdrafted

us, in the red.

pain crease

perpetual dry-heave
from the sugary sobriety
of the reality hangover

3 winds to the sheet and
i drink your cup of
folgers crystals.

decaffeinated Splendar
for even the sweetest brew
will kill you faster than

the brew that polka-dots your liver.

mono

internal dialogue
external monotone
converse all alone
tone deaf from it all
with death of the soul
a time will stand still
and im forced to live
with no sound to fill
and the pitch from within
has no room to rise
so down is the will
yet, nowhere to fall.

...

i once had eyes to see
now eyes with lies deceive
blind is what we're used to
in this life for you and me

find a way back
and i could say that
i love you
i could fake that
i love me.