I strive... while my whole being is tired and torn with this existence I am in the cornertrembling taedium vitae, weariness and loathing of life I am the one coping with all no control over feelings cascades of emotions overflow stuck in the corner shivering quivering in the corner, tired and torn the wearing and loathing of life now all these efforts are futile anergia comes full circle, leave it hanging upon the outcome worn out, worn down, burnt the candle from both ends prepare yourself for the fall stuck in a spiral down repulsive enervation idle bein in la**itude it bears no significance apathetic indolence pushed to the limits of fatigue blue skies turns into depressive blackened shades it will everly rain upon the rest of our otherwise perfect days it is haunting, forever daunting asphyxiate this torment eliminate all our hopes continuous rigid coma finally becomes us all try to get by and succumb to failure no matter how hard you try better let them sleeping dogs lie I defy, I've become what I despise enduring pain and suffer in vain slowly burning up like a moth drawn into the flame taedium viatae, accept you fate