So it goes,
I repeat to myself,
Every morning when my eyes don’t want to open.
I imagine what infinity might look like.
Or what eternity might feel like.
And I wish for one less second.
Earth’s orbit speeds up,
The year ends,
The world resets.
Or the past saves me from the future.
I touch connections that break down.
They were weak and unused.
Instead, I follow melodies in my mind,
To color pictures I draw,
Replacing memories with scenes,
And lines I didn’t write.
I want to steal from you.
I want to steal all of you.
I want to destroy myself.