And still my confusion is growing, can’t think,
can’t get anything done, feeling bad, feeling
guilty, try reading every self-help treatise,
seeking spiritual remedies, I’m still losing
interest, still the need for hibernation is on
the increase, I carry on blindly with physical
deeds, washing and cleaning, but I can’t do
anything intellectually, can’t string a sentence
together, can’t understand anything I read,
sitting and staring, my own stupidity is boring
me, my own inability is scary to say the least,
I’m so tired and bored and listless and so very
depressed – I must have tumbled into the black
hole in my mind, falling into blackness, without
form or sound, nothingness, meaninglessness,
nihilism growing complete...
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