Burning Pictures

The last time I heard your voice I was screening all my calls

I try to match your message to a face I can't recall

It's been so long since I've seen the barren walls outside my room

And I remember every second that I spent forgetting everyone I knew

White pills and nicotine send tremors down my spine

I see things moving in the corners of my eyes

And there's nothing on the radio but shit I've never heard

Still desperate for distraction I pretend I'm singing every single word

I'm burning pictures because it's best if I forget

Black smoke and blistered skin are all that I have left

Blurry faces of my friends form rank and file in empty frames

Two more weeks of medication and I won't even know their names

Each time I strike a match a face goes up in smoke

Red flames light my path the further down I go

I trip and fall through empty halls where doors open and shut

While reactions of the passers by reflect how they could give a fuck and

I'm burning pictures because it's best if I forget

Black smoke and blistered skin are all that I have left

Blurry faces of my friends form rank and file in empty frames

Two more years of education and I won't even know their names