sentence

it's true
the best writing comes from midnights
spent in another's bed
but I'm wondering why my sentences
can't finish themselves
when I walk out of the room

when I'm finding myself twisted
up in every second of
doing nothing of consequence
I'll take the pain
as long as I don't have any hope
of surviving

I should never trust my own
thoughts
because they always lead me in
the wrong direction.