Glaring paper-white
Blank

The Eagles crooning
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face

Another panic attack diverted
Leaving me
Desolate and humiliated
Alone, untouchable,
Because in some primal past
Before time happened
Antique epochs bygone
I chose this

I chose this
And I filled myself with condemnation
I will be my own ruin

Some dance to remember
Some dance to forget

Leaking into patterns
Blaring silence
Angry emptiness

I don't love music
But when you play it loud enough
It overrides my brain
I can think without
Interrupting myself

We are all just prisoners here
Of our own device