Bass in My Chest

Room shakes

But I stay

Same bed

Same weight

Phone lit

I scroll past friends

Blue glow carving out my skin

Sink low in a pile of clothes

Same song on a loop again

Empty cans on the windowsill

Quiet war I fight

Stay still

Laugh track on the TV plays

I mouth along

Don't feel a thing

Turn that bass up in my chest

Till the numbness starts to crack

Let it rattle all the rust

Shake the shadows off my back

If I'm drowning in this mess

Let the low end break my rest

I feel nothing

Nothing

Nothing

Till the drop hits my depression

Cold fries in a paper bag

Missed calls in a red badge stack

Mom text

"baby

Call me back"

I type "I'm fine" then fade to black

Ceiling fan like a slow parade

Old dust in a strip of day

Heartbeat hiding in the haze

I chase it through the sound you play

Face down on the carpet

Bassline like a heartbeat

Every hit says "breathe"

Every hit says "breathe"

If I can't find a reason

I'll borrow one from feedback

Let it bruise my eardrums

Just to feel it snap back