Lying down
Staring at the ceiling, fading
Never has a feeling of dejection lived on for this long
Just watching, waiting
Time is passing while I remain motionless
Forever longing, wishing
The internal judgement is slowly eating away at me
Constantly exhausted, weary
When can I just crash with the waves?
Finally fine, content
Waking up to the daunting white ceiling

However, I lost the energy that propelled me forward
I am once again lost in my dejection. Self loathing
But the cycle continues to repeat itself
I cannot repeat anything other than the words that mean nothing
Life will be taken just like my happiness and that will be the end
This is the inevitable void that causes me so much pain
My life could end at any moment and I can't have a repeat
What's gone is gone and what's broken is broken
For now I can remain content with the life I am living
To be content is my plan

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