Empty inside, nowhere to run.
Sleeping 18 hours isn't fun.
Dismal days!
Getting dressed takes up all the afternoon.
I don't want to leave the house
I can't find my medications that take away anxiety.
I feel it's a worthless thing to stay awake doing nothing
I want to move to a land where nobody knows my name.
Lethargy is here to stay.
Heavy eyes, acute back pain.
Paranoia is the way.
They are all the same, dismal days
