Oblivious Precautions

Abandoned, like antiqued train stations,

Tired, careless like irregular heart palpitations,

End the day worse, perpetually bummed out,

Eventually, can say to hope has succumbed doubt,

Wake up - sleep again, accompanied by non-relations,

Contact I make, diseases via thousands of micro-lacerations,

Float in my orbital to feel like trash,

Destroy friendships faster than a camera flash,

You're not, but I'm still here,

Sit around like all will fix itself, like one day, all that I lost will reappear.

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