No cover image yet. I'm not depressed, I'm just bored, lazy, and lacking in creativity at the moment. I just needed to write something, I'm sorry if it's horrible.
Life feels so empty A maze that has no way out Do I have to change? I need rest, not sleep An end from the stress that plagues Every waking hour Creative but numb Noticing an unfilled space Wonder what was there How do I go on When I'm not the one I was When I'm someone new? Art feels like escape Except I'm just not that good So it digs deeper Making my own grave Watching as the dirt piles up Should I just jump in?
