Today, just like yesterday, I'm sleeping the day away.
I can't seem to muster the will to get up anyway.
I just, kind of feel, like shit.
It's a funny thing, feeling like poo, I don't care for much, I find anything will do.....
And don't and won't, and my shoes don't seem to fit; skin needs new slits,
Looking into a mirror sounds fun,
For that first little bit.
And then the haunting over hanging
Grief, like a ghost in a horror flick,
Jumps into my eyes and down my throat, and like a pill i swallow it
Down.
Deeper deeper deeper
Gone
Depression
Even worse, is this feeling, that I'm shit that's been stomped.
Like I've been crushed by some shoe, ten times bigger than I.
No longer that nice uniform soft serve,
I feel I've turned into an asymmetrical bug splat.
My life a little less 3-D,
a little more flat