Realwriting Stories

Writing about my terrible experience as a teenager in the 1st century.

I feel as if I no longer have an "energy source" or "thrive" within me. As if I've been depleted of all PSYCHOLOGICAL life. All that's left is this PHYSICAL entity or mass of flesh and bone. My "soul" or "spirit" has vacated my body. I remember being energetic and vibrant, even witty, but now I seem blah and pathetic. I feel lethargic and weak almost to a crippled psychological state. I've lost Hope and now feel eager for the "END". I've almost completely abandoned my interest and now desire to simply just rest. Close my eyes, slip into my dreams, and finally rest. Though I have no reason to feel this tired, at least physically, must be a case of mental fatigue. Excuse me while I rest ©lyricalslouch