April 24, 2012

Drunk and dreary, I
try to write, after
another useless day.

A pointless day, wasting
away, it might not have
mattered if I ever got up.

The dullness I feel thrusts
in deep. The worst part of
being depressed is
the depression.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s