Wake Up…

You sip on your bleak cup of disappointment

Not a particularly pretty cup or tasty beverage

But I’m used to it now

It’s lukewarm indifference provides an unsettling comfort to my soul

***

Is this addiction?

Am I self-harming?

I feel the pain… but not so deep

A sweet sting

Like the pricks of the nettles as you try to reach for the berries beside the creek

Tolerable, Endurable….

But is it?

***

I hear of a chalice of happiness

Filled to the brim with content

Gold and shining with hope

But surely its a myth

Could there ever be such bliss

***

As I slowly and slowly cut away at myself

With small unnoticeable pricks

every time, I wonder

Is it really tolerable

This eternal amiss?

***

Or am I slowly fading away in the deep abyss

without a thought or a notice

As my vision slowly starts blurring and defocusing

Everything becomes so unpromising

And every bite turns to mulch

Even the ones that were the tastiest to munch

***

Oh to wake up..

I have to wake up!

What if I never Wake up?

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Until Next Time,

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