My Cold Heart

I go into these moments where I shut off my emotions.
I shut off the side of me that cares too deeply.
I become cold like the world.
I become so fed up with the way the world treats me,
and yet I can't help blaming myself.

I'm no longer gonna give myself a hard time for shutting down, for not having the strength to continue my day. For sleeping much of the time. Still the perfectionist mind continues, relentlessly upset if I ate too much or if I didn't exercise enough or if I'm not acting perfectly moral.

I'm tired, and I don't have the capacity for the world's suffering anymore.