I really am so tired of everything.
Nothing ever changes.
I feel like I am stuck in a loop,
unendingly experiencing the same old thing
over and over again.
My house is the perfect reflection of who I am.
It is as dingy as my soul,
no room free of clutter,
full of the flotsam of my life.
Life. HA!
I think this is the Œis that all there is?¹ part.
What¹s next?
Where do I go from here?
What¹s the use?
The future is a black hole.
©
Ellie Maziekien
8/9/2000