Stress
Life
Living
Love
I can’t keep my focus on anything. My thoughts are scattered and my attention span is rapidly disappearing. Things that used to keep my interest for days no longer spark me. I make plans and see them out but only because I have to. I stay in bed all day otherwise. What’s the point of not?
Promise
Denial
Hope
Regret
It feels like I sit next to a stranger every night. We smile and nod and one another’s daily antics. “How was work?” “ How were the girls?” “Good” “fine”. Then we say good night and retreat to our separate rooms.
Want
Need
Have
Don’t
I try to fill my life with things. Things that I covet. Things I tell myself I need. Things that I lose interest in immediately. Headphones, clothes, games, stupid things that I was never able to have. They make me hate myself. I do hate myself for being so superficial when it comes to possessions.
Sleep
Sleep
Sleep