It's hard to write
Emptiness chains me to this chair
No energy to spare
Why does this looming sadness plague me every night?
Pills for this soon I will take
Will they help me see the sun again?
Will they make this darkness end?
All emotion is at stake
I binge and I fast
My eagerness has dwindled
Newfound bitterness weaves upon a spindel
Sometimes I wonder if this will forever last
To and fro my memories are tossed around
The regrets and fears make themselves most prominent
As they grind away at me, I find no way to vent
Too loud is the internal sound
Ironed and sealed stays my voice
My joys in life are all but lost
To sink to a state as this, to what cost?
Carrying this weight was not by concious choice