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ANHEDONIA
Lifeless body is in a crowded room, some filled with hope some filled with doom. Unpredictable reality has emotions on edge, unanswered questions, will life be the same again?The clock is ticking, time won't slow down. Distorted thoughts of why this existence is bound. Can life be sustained? Or will we all fall? Feeling close to nothing, hitting anhedonia's wall.
Published 1st Feb 2016
| Edited 13th Feb 2016
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1st Feb 2016 9:58pm
I sincerely enjoy having to look-up the definition of a word to which I am not familiar, hence you had me at the title... The body of the poem made me follow :)
1st Feb 2016 10:08pm
New word of the week! I feel the same way, I learned it a year ago when I was trying to describe my blah mood. Never knew there was a word for it. Thank you again!!
