Death by Living

OctoArcher

I lie in the

dark

letting the universe absorb my

energy and being,

allowing my pain

to escape into the sheets. 

I rest only when 

my body collapes,

yet I don’t seem to be doing much

when I’m awake. 

Something distasteful will not get done

even if it’s a priority. 

Everything is crumbling

but I’m just

lying in the center of it all.

 

 

  • Author: Kai Lane (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 13th, 2018 06:30
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 23
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Comments3

  • Lorna

    Everyone has days like this!

  • Eugene S.

    Wow. Expressed very nicely.

  • Angel Of Incidence

    Yes, feeling this!



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