12:20

I'm taking a break from the mundane
to write another set of ordinary stanzas
about my life, or lack thereof
(contradiction? I think not.)
and when better to pour out my feelings
than midnight again
pretending there is nothing I'd rather do
than pretend, again

so on to my point
this is the part where I pick up and move
my words in circles to describe my feelings
when the screen looks nothing like my therapist
and my truths are only halves
because I this is where they can lie out
and stretch their weary limbs
the puns are artificial
but they'll keep you wondering
nonetheless

back to work on the story of my life
calling attention to my own
downfalls and pit stains
(oops, did I say that out loud?)
pitfalls and downward spirals
researching my own mistakes
and criticizing my own actions
walking on eggshells past his window
because that's where it all went wrong

and I think you'll appreciate this one
with all its hidden agendas
making sure you're still listening
reading
watching
singing
feeling
because one of us has to
while I'll continue to rate myself
from one to ten
and realize I'm constantly beyond
the vanishing point
the point being
I've vanished