Depression creeps up on you like a sudden sickness
Nothing to look forward to except my bed
Dishes need to be washed.
Food needs to be cooked.
Floor needs to be vacuumed.
Laundry needs to be done.
But I will let them go for one more day
Because my energy is trapped inside my own head.
Me battling myself to get up and cook a descent meal for myself.
But do I even deserve a descent meal?
Do I deserve anything?
Chained to my covers and to the darkness.
Sometimes tears fall.
Should I just end it all?
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