DEPRESSION
or When Nothing Is Enough
why must the days go on like this?
time has lost all meaning
responsibility and reality escape my grasp
i want to return to the motivation i once had
but it takes all the effort i have to get out of bed,
       to eat, to sleep, to move
my heart wants to hide, my mind to wander
my soul wants to be free
my body is tired of putting up with it all
no where to run, i try to hide, yet everyone sees me
i pretend they're not there
pretend everything will be fine
i put off today what i say i'll do tomorrow
rarely do i keep my word to myself
why such complacency?
why do i resist living?
why does mere existence feel like enough ...
and yet nothing at all?
~ Elizabeth Ann
February 2003
Hosted by www.Geocities.ws

1