I feel very little motivation to write today.
To do much of anything, really.
Everything seems so pointless.
Perhaps I should just lay here.
Wallowing isn’t so bad, is it?
Misery follows me like a shadow
Happiness dodges my lassoe
Despair, despair, despair.
All of this, for a few words.
Come to me, oh voice
Come to me, oh wisdom
But here I am in silence
Surrounded by noise of others.
Voices smother me
A man’s words anchor me
Tidal waves of mental stimulation
Crash down upon my soul
Uninspired, I mull.
Uninspired, I ponder.
Uninspired, I sink.
Uninspired, I drown.
Modern Survival Arkansas 