An honest attempt....
Pain relief is flaming candy
Like staples in my spinal cord
I void my violent reservoir
Wondering what all of this is for
A selfish act of pity
I stain the porcelain once more
Her hands are always cold
Inviting is the smile on a smooth veneer
Curious of a move so bold
I feel frozen here
As stationary shrapnel
I flaw my porcelain
So fragile is this
A balance of egos and mediocrity
Compliments and relativity
I am the flavor of paranoia
When will I solve this
My algorithm for happiness
Churning works of crisis
I slowly mold a dream
Picturing it with prices
Getting lost in its gleam
Detracting from the purpose
I swiftly smash the porcelain
I lay beside the pieces
Subsequent to the fervor
The numbness finally ceases
Culminating the endeavor
The breakdown brings lucidity
I will slowly glue my porcelain