Thursday, 21 November 2013

Despondency

When various kinds of foods can't satisfy your hunger anymore, what's the use of eating? You might get fat.
When many liters of drinks can't even eliminate your thirst, what's the use of drinking? Your tummy might be puffed-up.
When pouring water to your body refreshes and relaxes yourself no more, what's the use of taking a bath? Just save the water.
When your hair keeps being messy and starts to fall out on the floor, what's the use of combing it? You might be bald.
When you can't fix yourself and get better, what's the use of reflecting yourself in the mirror? You are just embarrassing yourself.
When no one wants to listen to you, what's the use of talking? It only makes your mouth dry.
When everyone becomes so individualist, what's the use of listening? Only silence will greet you.
When ranks and GPA can't guarantee your future, what's the use of studying and going to school? It wastes your time and money.
When everyone is too busy to socialize with you, what's the use of going outside from your box? Your box is safer.
When resting yourself on the bed for hours no longer energizes yourself, what's the use of sleeping? Zombie is cool.
When there is nothing to do in your life, what's the use of waking up? Sleeping forever sounds more promising.
When everything seems impossible to reach, what's the use of dreaming? Your dreams are meant to be dreams that's why they are called as dreams. Just go sleep and dreams.
When fresh air no longer exists, what's the use of breathing? It will contaminate your lungs.
When there is nothing interesting to see, what's the use of opening your eyes? Your eyes will be tired.
When life feels so numb and you are so dumb, what's the use of living? It only hurts you.

I'm uneasy
I'm depressed
I'm locked in despair
Desperation haunts me
My body, my mental, and my mind are unstable
My soul is being ripped apart from my frame
Too many thoughts
Too many fears
Too many doubts
I lose my confidences
I lose my courage
I lose my hopes
This endless darkness wants to destroy me
This despondency tries to steal my sanity away
I'm sane
I'm sane
I'm sane
I'm still sane...

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