Emotional Drainage

The music-

I don’t sway along to its cadence like I did

but rather

sit with eyes that sting from the fixation

of sleep deprivation

Rock myself into a state

of subconscious disregard

for all things fueled by evocation

My levels at alarming peaks

Lamenting tears transmuted into

unrelenting shards of chiseled glass

digging into my cheekbones:

Leave me scarred and motionless

for tomorrow’s sun to find

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