Diepolar Poem by kellen davis

Diepolar

Rating: 5.0


There are days where I don’t ever wake up
My eyes are sewn shut with raveled heartstrings
I’m apathetic about being apathetic
I don’t care about not caring
Over and over again
Pill bottles, week’s old dirty clothes, and half-empty fast food cups lie strewn across my carpet
I don’t care
Greasy hair, unbrushed teeth, and tired blasé eyes stare back with disgust through the encrusted mirror
I don’t care
Endless melancholy, hopelessness, and bottomless indolence have seized my will
I don’t care

I am numb

There are days where I wake up with boundless energy
My eyes are peeled back into my head
I am enthused about being enthused
I can accomplish anything I want, and what I want is everything
Over and over again
Neatly folded clothes, burnished white sheets, and neatly lined pill bottles still adorn my room
I am unstoppable
Combed silken hair, gleaming white teeth, and a freshly shaved face remembers a smile
I am unstoppable
Endless ambition, intoxicating confidence, and overzealous mania have seized my will
I am unstoppable

I am alive



Death and rebirth
Over and over again

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