Lockdown Breakdown
I see no point in going on
For everything goes dim ahead of me
I have no will to carry on
Redemption is just not a choice for me
Is it because I’m lonely?
And why am I so sad?
Is my mind going crazy?
How could this go so bad?
I trapped myself for days on end
Repeating every day inside a lie
To run from things I should have done
But swear to god I really don’t know why
Is it because I’m crazy?
Else, why am I so glad
To yield and say that I’m just lazy?
Why has it gone so bad?
I see my life regressing back
When all around me flourish, shine, and bloom
I feel my head does badly lack
Some things that could have saved me from my doom
Is it some mind disorder?
Is it really that bad?
That I just can’t be bothered
What have had gone so bad?
I really want to sort myself
But say, those leaves look like a horny mouse
Maybe I’ll do it later
Or tomorrow
Or the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the- fuck. Not again.
I really need to see a shrink
But my procrastination set me back
And now the times are changing
The whole damn world is, like me, going whack
Should I still try to reach out?
If I could have been dead?
Should I go out
If COVID
Will get me first instead?
4 July 2020,
For everything goes dim ahead of me
I have no will to carry on
Redemption is just not a choice for me
Is it because I’m lonely?
And why am I so sad?
Is my mind going crazy?
How could this go so bad?
I trapped myself for days on end
Repeating every day inside a lie
To run from things I should have done
But swear to god I really don’t know why
Is it because I’m crazy?
Else, why am I so glad
To yield and say that I’m just lazy?
Why has it gone so bad?
I see my life regressing back
When all around me flourish, shine, and bloom
I feel my head does badly lack
Some things that could have saved me from my doom
Is it some mind disorder?
Is it really that bad?
That I just can’t be bothered
What have had gone so bad?
I really want to sort myself
But say, those leaves look like a horny mouse
Maybe I’ll do it later
Or tomorrow
Or the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the day after the- fuck. Not again.
I really need to see a shrink
But my procrastination set me back
And now the times are changing
The whole damn world is, like me, going whack
Should I still try to reach out?
If I could have been dead?
Should I go out
If COVID
Will get me first instead?
4 July 2020,
-@rhinestone_ted-