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DEPRESSION or When Nothing Is Enough |
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| 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 | ||||||||||||||||
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but it takes all the effort i have to get out of bed, to eat, to sleep, to move |
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| 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? | ||||||||||||||||
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~ Elizabeth Ann February 2003 |
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