I am crumbling scratch papers
And wiping my snot with my pink sweater
Staring sadly at my failed goals
From the table of constraints, there is a–
Family photo I want to distance myself from
Apologies to my sweetest lover, even if
I were there with you under the sheets
This will never give you the heat
I feel the chills in my fingertips
As I hold the coveted control in my hand
In the mirror, I see sanity in my tired eyes
I tried to hold back the manic laughter
Seems like a whole new change
The scratches on my throat
I did it in frustration, desperate–
To make an escape for I can’t breathe
Addiction of mine is making a comeback
Another episode of self-destruction
© VJEQ