The Fog

I am trapped inside my mind,
In a fog that doesn’t clear,
So many things to do,
But I’d rather just sit here.
Watch another episode,
Take another nap maybe,
Anything to distract myself…
Anything not to acknowledge that I’m feeling a bit crazy…
Also a bit lazy,
No energy enough to move around,
After work I’m so damn tired,
I just want to sit in the dark without a sound…
The lights are too bright,
Please turn them off or turn them down…
Yes, I know I should go out,
But I just don’t want to right now.
Can’t tell you what’s wrong,
Maybe a bit of everything…
Hour by hour…
I’m experience varying feelings.
Trapped in the eye of a storm,
Slowly losing bits of the old me,
Sadly enough,
I don’t know who it is I’m becoming.
While the fog is here,
I feel like I am far far away,
Getting further from myself with every passing day…
While the fog is here…
I don’t have much to say…
All I know is that I don’t feel okay.