My nerves are high from the moment I open my eyes,
The pain in my neck never goes away,
My aching muscles are heavy and slow,
I look in the mirror and see deaths glow.

The day has just begun and already I am low,
I wonder if this is the day I will let it all go,
My motivation has gone my light is dim,
I rattle my keys and off to work I go.

I sit in my chair and look at the screen,
I sit in a booth alone and unseen,
I take my dinner on my own,
My workday over no more phone.

I arrive home as dusk hits the sky,
My mail at the door untouched in a while,
I open the fridge no meals to find,
The thought of the shops in my mind.

The first shop is busy I let it go,
The second shop is out of town to far to go,
I order a pizza like I usually do,
I eat on my own like I always do.

The night has arrived with the moon up high,
My bed is cold this is no surprise,
My head is afire with no desire,
My nerves are high when I close my eyes.


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