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Apathy, my worst enemy

Now I like to think of myself as an energetic guy
Full of vim vigour and vinegar, and naturally high
A raving madman or a rythmic poetic soul
Or a philsopher scholar on a searching stroll

But the truth I fear is far more rational and dull
I am a pariah that locks itself away in its 'tomb'
A pariah that is not even angry at life or others
A being that simply no longer imagines or believes
Not even a madman of manic position
Or a bad-man of vengeful disposition
Simply an apathetic pathetic soul.

I am not moaning, cannot be bothered with that rubbish
I simply boringly state the facts and try to get through the days
No discernable future, and no mentionable past
No life, no love or words for the above

But soon I'll be back on track
I'm just slightly out of whack!
Yes! Yes, this a long night that'll pass
Believe that and you're a deluded ass

Apathy, why bother either way?
So many sides, so many battle lines
If you can't beat them or join them
- Then apathy holds you
As it grips me now.

Written by Viddax

(Lord Viddax)

Published 16th Jan 2011

#apathy #myself

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so bleak

splendid

16th Jan 2011 1:43am

Like theres no more hope for change or improvement...or even a will to strive for something different. It touches a part of me that feels like I'm on the outside looking in....but its haunting in a way..like looking in on what could be me just a little further down the line