The Monotony Is Killing Me

The monotony is killing me

The life drains from my pores slowly but instantly

My pulse drops every second I take a breath

I think my heart beats even better when I'm closer to death

The walls stare at my dying flesh

While the floor absorbs my body fluid like water soaking mesh

As I lie on the floor in the silence,

The ceiling mocks my pain and self-violence

I try to shut my burning eyes, but the salty tears flood my cornea

My weak legs struggle in vain to gain stamina

My eyes close shut, but my heart keeps beating

As if my rotting brain was waiting for My demon's last greeting

But My demons are nowhere to be found

They left me to die; they really let me down

Suddenly, sunlight hits my face,

And the demons ask why I haven't done anything to the place

I smile to myself and say

I was too lazy to get off the couch today