White Noise

voices in the background

talking on and on

last cigarette in my hand

this night is too damn long

dead bodies on the tv

run through my mind like smoke

here and there and then gone

like boyfriend of the past

i need sleep among other things

things that i can't have

burning sticks in my mind

a craving that will not die

fighting all these wants

proving i am strong

a sad song on the radio

breaks through the white noise

breaks through the walls i've made

i fall down and cry