americanpoems

[americanpoems]

I am inert When you are around. You sap my strength and resolve. My energy is sucked Into your great abyss That place, that void From which your laziness wells. I get caught in your vortex of chill and inaction I struggle against your web of nothingness in vain. It's pull is stronger than my will and power. Months go by without accomplishment, action; a to-do list with no check marks That's what you do to me. I struggle as the years go by nothing to show for it. I hate that I can't get away from the force of that drain as I watch my lifetime disappear How I wish for a weapon a magic bullet a word a thought a deed that could free me from the abyss that is destroying my life. But I am inert when you are around. And nothing can change.

[americanpoems]

I am almost asleep beyond the rim of the waking world not yet to the realm of dream not fully alive, but not dead dead to the world they say. Heart beating, but slow and slowing Liminal neither conscious nor unconscious soon to slumber now to nod sleep