A sampling of insomnia.
A heapful of hopelessness.
A bottomless cup of guilt.
A dash of a fleeting suicidal thought.
A serving of no future excitement.
A boatload of rumination
and feeling trapped in my thoughts
like wandering in a maze
not sure if it’s a dead end, mousetrap
or if the escape route is
right around the corner.
Irritation and anger.
Lots of sadness
And easily prone to tears.
It’s hard to smile.
It feels like this heaviness,
This sad sorrow is all there is
All that there ever was
And all that will ever be.
And then the cycle repeats.
Another new day.
Another visit to the buffet.
[ If you are feeling overwhelmed or just need someone to talk to, dial 988 for the Suicide & Crisis Lifeline; contact your healthcare provider; dial the Substance Abuse and Mental Health Services Administration’s National Helpline at 1‑800‑662‑HELP or visit https://www.samhsa.gov/find-support/health-care-or-support or https://988lifeline.org/talk-to-someone-now/ ]
