03.12.20 (middling)

I wish I could peel you off me
Like sunburnt skin
Scorched earth
Cast off to the wind

Dreams that haunt
A smell familiar
Breaths that speak
Feeling no more

Time passes slowly
A weight never left behind
Drudging through monotony
Reassembling a broken mind

Day to day goes on
It’s hard to find a friend
Fading taillights
An unceremonious end

I’d almost rather never loved
Than know this dullness
My life at its best now
Only reaches middling