Taedium Vitae - In-Quest

I strive…

while my whole being is tired and torn with this existence

I am in the cornertrembling

taedium vitae, weariness and loathing of life

I am the one coping with all

no control over feelings

cascades of emotions overflow

stuck in the corner shivering

quivering in the corner, tired and torn

the wearing and loathing of life

now all these efforts are futile

anergia comes full circle, leave it hanging upon the outcome

worn out, worn down, burnt the candle from both ends

prepare yourself for the fall

stuck in a spiral down

repulsive enervation

idle bein in lassitude

it bears no significance

apathetic indolence

pushed to the limits of fatigue

blue skies turns into depressive blackened shades

it will everly rain upon the rest of our otherwise perfect days

it is haunting, forever daunting

asphyxiate this torment

eliminate all our hopes

continuous rigid coma

finally becomes us all

try to get by and succumb to failure

no matter how hard you try

better let them sleeping dogs lie

I defy, I’ve become what I despise

enduring pain and suffer in vain

slowly burning up like a moth drawn into the flame

taedium viatae, accept you fate