bleeding wrists,

bruised ankles,

burning eyes,

one dark room,

a chair and rope,

a single bright screen,

your voice as the tune,

a silent scream,

i open my eyes and go on with my day,

flashes of you, laughing and crying,

get in my way,

how’d i get home?

was a zoned out route,

a memory lane,

i press play, pause, repeat,

fast worward button the missing key,

stuck in a loop but its never complete,

tattoed on my skin with invisible ink,

pierced my heart,

im at the brink,

im falling apart,

the pain is temporary, then its gone in a blink,

its now the middle of the night,

deafeat takes over,

again ive lost the fight,

so i strap myself in to my favorite chair,

i wrap my wrists and feet with rope,

and stare at the screen, with a blank stare,

i’ll forget you to tomorrow, i swear.