I died today
Not in a violent way.
I gave up, I decided it was time to quit
“Oh man, I’m just tired of this ******** 
Moving forward has become a chore
Everything I once enjoyed is now just a bore. 
I’ll lay in my bed from morning till night. 
Staring at the ceiling with no lights.
Memorizing the cracks and the blemishes
The unevenness of the paint and plaster
A monochrome filter over what once was beautiful. 
I’ve lost my talents and now I’m completely unuseable.
I see no more hope, I see no redemption
I am ready to choke, until my end in damnation.