Anger and misery have deserted me
I'm hanging in limbo again.
I hate this feeling of not feeling.
I search for an emotion, but all elude me.
I especially miss self-righteousness and self-pity too.
Two of my favourite pals.
I seem to always need something to moan about.
I even moan about not having anything to moan about.

Hang on.....is this self disgust?
Aha! I can still feel.
Oh, here comes relief and self deprecation.......
Yes,yes...my yearning for acceptance has arrived too.
Coupled with dissatisfaction, anger is rising too.
Misery is chasing away delicious numbness
****! But I'm a fool!