Too Tired

Night walk

Grey slide

Down, down, down

Into apathy

And I no longer

Try to fight off

My own worst enemy - 

Me.

Why does anyone put up with me?

The thought

like a knife in the gut

Makes me gasp

It is truth

It is lies.

I have a defense

But not the energy to muster it

So I lay back

And let my self-loathing

Steal it all.

Tomorrow I'll fight

To regain my confidence

But not tonight.