Static My head radio static Even though you’re doing well Even though I thought I ruined you Now I know Yet Radio static
Stations My head scanning radio stations Picking up on all the conversations we had The fights, the love, the joy, the pain, all the time's blood spilt Now I know But I’m scanning through stations
Despair My head Despair FM Playing the pains and mistakes on repeat Never stopping Causing me to lacerate and punish And now I know Alas Still playing Despair FM
I kinda ruined this poem for myself by screaming it drunk at a party, oh well