Accented in Blue

[Pebbel~Lady]

Accented in blue 

Blue screen.
 My phone on again. 
My eyes cant tear away. 
One more scroll 
One more video 
One more game 
One more.
I cant get up again.
My brain foggy with the thoughts of a virtual existence.
One more, I tell myself again
One more 
And my nails are digging into my flesh, My skin, My screen, 
Again. 
One more.
I scold myself again I look at that time and see its night. 
How foolish!
i tell myself Im angry and sad and confused.
How could i let this happen?
Again? 
How many more times will i tell myself again? 
Really? 
Again?
One more time!! 
Again? 
Im almost done! 
Again?
Im doing it, again.
Again and again 
Over and over 
I feel so hopeless and breathless 
Im brought back to this reckless cycle each time i think its done
again 
And again 
And AGAIN. 
I lay there silently
Blue bathing me, 
accenting me. 
again. 
I question myself 
Each point making me lose myself. 
I feel anger and hatred and horror
At myself At the world At my friends At me. 
Again. 
And again I wonder. 
And i cry. 
Because again and again. 
Will i do it over.