Exhausted, tired by every day life.
Everything is gray around the edges.
Now, nothing feels real enough to exist.

My back is melded to my bed. I’m not
playing hide and seek, please don’t look for me

How am I supposed to live? How am I
functioning? Do people notice at all?

The feeling that I’m underwater is
overwhelming. My ears are ringing, but
the pain can’t get to me now.

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