I only listen to music at night
When I want to leave this reality of mine
And sink into some other world
That isn’t mine.
I make playlists to distract me
From people that love me too much and
Feelings that I hate too much.
I feel like I am
Devoid of life
And I just crank out poems like a broke record—
Half of these lines being
Reused from old
That I once used to love,