Sunday - Fictitious

SAD STORY/DRAMA

I keep sleeping all day long, ignoring everything out there.

I know that when I wake up, nothing out there will disappear or change.

My mind and heart wander far away, with boredom and despair rooted deep within me.

I'm even too lazy to face it all, wondering what else I should do in this world, trembling at the thought of the future.

Reluctant to speak or make contact with others, even those who consider themselves close.

I feel calm and comfortable being alone, in my room, in the middle of the night, maybe listening to music or leaving the TV on, just for the noise, not for criticism or commentary.

I wish I could end everything that I have been through, school, organizations, life. If not, I wish I could go somewhere where I can be alone, sleep, forget all the complaints, even just for a moment.

My body is too tired and weak, my head and entire body sometimes hurt, not understanding what to do, just burying it all inside.

Maybe sometimes I'll suddenly cry in solitude, loneliness, pain, depression, worry, or wounds that I make up in my head.