sleep deprivation
mental distress
love songs
too loud
singing on the couch
with broken voice
tear streaked cheeks
lost
in the pit of despair
heat seeking missile
in desperate desolation
need
for a bosom
to fall head first into
i love you
even if
i am
ugly
if i am
ruined
if i am
a walking corpse
bloated
distorted
left to bake
in predawn heat
self destructing
the rest of the world
is brittle
yet
you stand clear
in the haze
a whirlwind of glass
adopt
the cross pose
let it shred me
until
all that remains
is a stain
seeping into the carpet