Daily Routine

[mrluke]

There is no point of a conversation
when the viewer views it all
His lips start to chap
as his teeth are tapping out
As frantic as it seems
the ones around him always leave

His hand holds up his head
Is this really how it goes?
Staring as he thinks
Is there something that he knows?

Theres something in his head
He scratches till it breaks
Then it shows its fucking head
and he puts a gun to his head
BANG
BANG
BANG

Everything that seems to grow
stops and burns until the end
Unlikely to ignore
but the sounds I do adore