Life Keeps Going

Another day entangled in envy.

I can’t appreciate what I have.

I’m confused as to what to fight for,

But I’m gung-ho just to stab.

My beliefs are cacophonic.

I can’t make sense of all the noise.

What direction should I go in

When I listen to more than one voice?

I have options with no explanation.

It seems the choices just don’t end.

Everything has a fucked up outcome,

And the consequences just won’t end.

Frustration builds inside my temple until it throbs.

The pressure increases, and I can’t adapt.

Anger and tiredness are my only friends.

All of my energy is sapped.

I’m sick of work,

And sick of people,

And sick of breathing,

And sick of eating,

And sick of sleep,

And sick of hoping the damage will get fixed.