drained of
any and all
will to
accomplish anything
playing video games
until the desperate
need to hide subsides

everything is
too fucking much
for a fool to abide
i need a vacation
from existence

eight hours of sleep
uninterrupted by the
cavalcade of dead smiles
could have beens crowding
the overladen dreamcatcher
hanging like the sword
of damocles over the bed

might as well demand
a billion dollars and
one more shot at
breaking her pretty heart
or to take a breath without
the weight of it all
crashing down on repeat