A sampling of insomnia.A heapful of hopelessness.A bottomless cup of guilt.A dash of a fleeting suicidal thought.A serving of no future excitement.A boatload of ruminationand feeling trapped in my thoughtslike wandering in a mazenot sure if it's a dea…
A sampling of insomnia. A heapful of hopelessness. A bottomless cup of guilt. A dash of a fleeting suicidal thought. A serving of no future excitement.
A boatload of rumination and feeling trapped in my thoughts like wandering in a maze not sure if it's a dead end, mousetrap or if the escape route is right around the corner.
Irritation and anger. Lots of sadness And easily prone to tears. It's hard to smile.
It feels like this heaviness, This sad sorrow is all there is All that there ever was And all that will ever be.
And then the cycle repeats. Another new day. Another visit to the buffet.
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