And another sunset fades away
as my body lays to rest
yet a day of nothing, of no interest lays heavy on my chest.
I wish to say I did something, sewed fibers and painted canvas
yet I sat in bed, paralyzed
watching the blue screen tick by.
And maybe that wouldn’t be a problem, if he waited for me on the other side.
Fear sits stagnant in my veins, I have never cared so much.
But why?
I know I’ve lost all meaning, my life a pointless loop.
I could ask til my lips crackle dry,
“Why do I care, why?”
And so I turn out the lights, my family long to rest.
Only dull strings echo in my mind.
So why, do I wake up? Though I don’t truly sleep
I don’t remember a time when
I felt the need to weep.
No excitement, no purpose. No driving force within,
I sit on a raft in a waveless ocean,
waiting for foam to crash in.
And so what if I did it?
Stopped threatening and tried.
Made an effort in something
Because then no one weighs down my sheets
once I have died
Feb 9
Feb 9, 2026 at 9:57 PM UTC
And another sunset fades away
as my body lays to rest
yet a day of nothing, of no interest lays heavy on my chest.
I wish to say I did something, sewed fibers and painted canvas
yet I sat in bed, paralyzed
watching the blue screen tick by.
And maybe that wouldn’t be a problem, if he waited for me on the other side.
Fear sits stagnant in my veins, I have never cared so much.
But why?
I know I’ve lost all meaning, my life a pointless loop.
I could ask til my lips crackle dry,
“Why do I care, why?”
And so I turn out the lights, my family long to rest.
Only dull strings echo in my mind.
So why, do I wake up? Though I don’t truly sleep
I don’t remember a time when
I felt the need to weep.
No excitement, no purpose. No driving force within,
I sit on a raft in a waveless ocean,
waiting for foam to crash in.
And so what if I did it?
Stopped threatening and tried.
Made an effort in something
Because then no one weighs down my sheets
once I have died
Nothing to hear but my very own cry,
Far below the rocks and sky
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