I cannot explain
The dullness that has invaded
My tired brain.
I don't know why
I don't want to try
To do the things
I know I should.
I can't be bothered
With questions about
The future
About the world around me
Because finding the answers
Requires much more energy
Than I have to offer.
How do I learn
How do I grow
With this incessant
Low hum
Ringing throughout my body?
There's no ignoring it.
I'm a slave
To my unnecessary pain.
And I hate being too weak
Too busy
Too apathetic
To fight this depression.
All I can do is laugh
And keep pushing,
Hoping that one day
I will wake up with the power
To do something about
The sadness that keeps me
From everything I have yet to reach.
For now,
I'm so sorry
That my anxiety
And my sadness
Make me stagnant
In the face of truth.
I'm so sorry
That I feel the need to
Appologize for the way I am.
But the way I am
Is not the way I want to be.
Jan 3, 2017
Jan 3, 2017 at 5:53 PM UTC
I cannot explain
The dullness that has invaded
My tired brain.
I don't know why
I don't want to try
To do the things
I know I should.
I can't be bothered
With questions about
The future
About the world around me
Because finding the answers
Requires much more energy
Than I have to offer.
How do I learn
How do I grow
With this incessant
Low hum
Ringing throughout my body?
There's no ignoring it.
I'm a slave
To my unnecessary pain.
And I hate being too weak
Too busy
Too apathetic
To fight this depression.
All I can do is laugh
And keep pushing,
Hoping that one day
I will wake up with the power
To do something about
The sadness that keeps me
From everything I have yet to reach.
For now,
I'm so sorry
That my anxiety
And my sadness
Make me stagnant
In the face of truth.
I'm so sorry
That I feel the need to
Appologize for the way I am.
But the way I am
Is not the way I want to be.
