I am so tired.
The screen blurs as I am forced to type for a paper due today.
My head hurts as I talk to stranger among stranger for the benefit of my job.
My body aches as I am forced to exercise for the sake of my health and life longevity.
My mind depresses as I struggle with loneliness, financial insecurities, and the feeling of hopelessness.
Am I moving with purpose or am I moving involuntarily, like a zombie with nowhere to go?
I say forced, but am I really? Who’s forcing me? My professor? My boss? My doctor? Society? Or myself?
Ambition burned to a crisp. I’m tired. I’m hurt. I crave distractions. I crave self-destruction. I crave….pain. Give me liberty or give me death. I’m tired of being in between.