rotting internet dreams E

Heartbeat, heartbeat. Heartbeat too loud. Too loud, too loud. My headphones bleed static into my skull. Break, break, break me apart. Memory corruption detected. I Can't feel my face anymore. Walls shaking in the break, staring through the Room. Lights flickering with the kick drum. Overstimulated nerves, rotting internet dreams. Compressed emotions in low bitrate. No sleep, no silence, only drum loops and panic Attacks. Chain sounds outside, Sirens far away. Everything clipping into red. I keep refreshing empty conversations. Again, again, again, again, again, Again, again, again, Again. I think my brain, brain, brain, Brain, brain, brain, brain, brain finally broke Tonight.