Feels like I did it again.
Smashed my hand with a hammer.
Only all over my body.
Explicit pain to taste and saver.
Thinking about what to do next.
As if it even mattered.
Thinking about my distraction.
And all my dreams shattered.
Slow metal sqealing, in my ear screeching.
I beg for a solution.
Sitting here regretting, lost and offsetting.
I think of an invention.