Plaything Heartstring

Plaything
Heartstring
So comforting

Sharp pain
Disdain
Rendered to me

Few words
Not heard
Begging to free

This place
My face
At once everything

Messes
Of psychoses
Pulling me down

Stressors
Second guessers
Painting the clown

Have an upper
Go there, fuck her
Distractions abound

Silent
Inside my mind
Sleeping quite soundly

Alone
Alone
Dying for death

Alone
Alone
Begging for you, because

We
Are alone
Living as one

All
Alone
Begging for reasons to hope