24/3

24/3/11
I cannot get out of bed
to even eat
to just shower
to even live
to just breathe
some different air.

Because the air in here is
getting musty
feeling full
getting suffocating
feeling unclean
just like my body.

I cannot get out of my head
to just think positive
to just move forward
to just not cry for one day
to just think differently.

Because I’m breathing in
all this negativity
all this wrong
every mistake
that I revisit while I lie here,

Just staring at the ceiling,
Just doing absolutely nothing
and filling my time with it,
Just feeling awfully lousy
and filling my time with it,
Just feeling like I wish the ceiling
would cave in,
And take me with it.