as i lay in bed rotting i imagine a place where nothing matters
where its just me and some strange creatures
i try so hard to lucid dream and see that place
but sleeping's becoming hard to do too
laughing is hard to do
listening is hard to do
breathing is hard to do
taking care of myself is hard to do.
it all feels like a big chore
and since i don't like chores
ill carry on for a month or so before i give up
and it'll be encouraged to keep going
but what do they know?
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