Slumpless

Please don’t call me lazy

I know I’ve been on the couch all day

But I have been running around

Lost and never found.

These thoughts of mine are more tiring than you can imagine

They keep me here.

Trapped in fear.

Please don’t call me lazy.

I know I’m not dressed. I know I’m a mess.

Today I am bathed in anxiety and stress.

Putting on clothes for what ? For who ? For you ?

I’m not lazy. I’m not.

I’m in a bad spot.

Where everything I try is just too fucking much.

Where everything I touch

Turns to shit.

Don’t call me lazy.

But do call me crazy.

Because that’s how I feel.

That’s more real.

And although you may not relate

It’s a more honest state.

Crazy is better than lazy

If lazy even exists.

But there is a shimmer. There is a light..

Today I write.

(c) Slumpless