Poetry

Lethargy
(From “Vices”)

I have this lethargy that holds me
Anything apart from work has me with no energy
But then the rat in my head tells me:

"Wake up"

It's hard to do much of anything these days
Everything's the same as everyone says
I keep going back to the same places that give me hurt
As I grow into someone else under this shirt

And this constant state of looking at a future with no rebate
Makes we want to quake with angst & rage
But the powerlessness of empitness has me glued to this bed
As I'm at war in my own head

I have this lethargy that holds me
Anything apart from work has me with no energy
It's hard to do much of anything these days
But then the rat in my head says:

"Wake up"