Pandemic
Sleep seems endless.
Death seems closer.
Boredom seems inevitable.
Spending time alone means time with myself .
Time with myself means quality time with Depression and Anxiety .
I can't be the only one losing their minds to themselves ?
What if I change myself ?
Eating seems useless .
Fat seems persistent .
Time seems unchanging .
Working out seems helpful .
I'm ugly .
Maybe I'll look in the mirror and pick out my flaws for an hour .
Make a mental note of all the things I could possibly fix with plastic if I only had the money .
Distractions seem pitiful .
Optimism seems overrated .
'Confidence' seems invalid .
Death seems closer .
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Blind Poets
PoetryPoetry for those who find both comfort and discomfort in the dark. - Em Instagram: @em.g_4 WARNING This book includes references to sensitive topics such as suicide, depression, struggles with mental health and so on.
