Nimble Neglect

"Narcissistic numbness from nimble neglect,
But alliteration is useless, the last time I checked.
All the useful reasons are racing neck and neck,
And this juxtaposition is consuming the ache of a reject.

A comedic truth,
And in small doses,
It's better than a razorblade,
But is this blood convenient?

I should be grateful,
That you've never even seen me.
I should be grateful,
You'll never have to deal with me.

Hold your breath,
And the pain will go away.
Hold your breath,
And it will all go away."

You know when you close your eyes, and just start writing, and then you open them and you are surprised at what you wrote? It scares you because you didn't know what you were writing, and it just shocks you that something like this ended up out of the nonesense and cluster of words in your head...? This is a perfect example.

(Technically, seeing as it's 3am) tonight is New Year's eve. I don't want to go to a party, I don't want to get drunk, I think I want to stay home and not do anything, actually. I don't feel like being social. I don't feel like smiling. I don't feel well.