Imitation Love
Screaming my heart out
My lungs collapse;
Burdens against my chest.
I can’t do anything right
I come home to a place that isn’t
Moving from the halls of one hell
To the rooms of another
I blast the metal to drown my sorrows
I cry when no one watches
Which happens a lot; loneliness infects me
I bury myself in worlds dreamed
Listening and writing, I fade away
Only to be jerked back in again
By the cold grip of imitation love
Is this all I can have?
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