Depression
Mundane
Life has lost its luster
Like diamonds that refused to shine
Drab
It's perpetually raining in my head
And I hate being so soaking wet
Dreary
Everything is gray and sullen and broken
Like the color of cancer
Somber
Sleeping through my own eulogy
Just waiting to be awoken
So I don't have to take a ride in the hearse
To my cemetery plot
I'm going to be buried 6 feet beneath the Earth
Fatigue
Just let me lie here
Until the game is over
And I've used up all my continues
Searching the backs of my eyelids for a light
And I find a spark when I press down
Everything else is black
But that's okay because I'm used to that
Sleep
The only thing I cherish anymore
Escape is just a word
And I'm not going anywhere anytime soon
Grotesque
The thought of food against my lips
Because I
want no sustenance when I feel so lifeless
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