These walls form a prison of the mind, where shadows reign.
Each day bleeds seamlessly into the next, an endless greyscale. Sleep brings no respite from ruminations looping without end.
Laughter seems a lost artifact from some forgotten era of lightness. Smiles now foreign contortions, incapable of reaching what lingers below.
Connection eludes - words escape, feelings dissolve on contact with others' lives bustling with color outside locked doors.
Only numbness penetrates the dense fog where hope once resided. Memory fades of who existed before this heavy malaise took hold.
Now only bleak introspection remains, picking apart remnants of self with blunt, distant fingers. Wondering if dawn will ever pierce this gloom to let me live again.
Each day bleeds seamlessly into the next, an endless greyscale. Sleep brings no respite from ruminations looping without end.
Laughter seems a lost artifact from some forgotten era of lightness. Smiles now foreign contortions, incapable of reaching what lingers below.
Connection eludes - words escape, feelings dissolve on contact with others' lives bustling with color outside locked doors.
Only numbness penetrates the dense fog where hope once resided. Memory fades of who existed before this heavy malaise took hold.
Now only bleak introspection remains, picking apart remnants of self with blunt, distant fingers. Wondering if dawn will ever pierce this gloom to let me live again.
