even the grey lines fade

"i feel myself wasting away. i feel myself losing any motivation i had left in me to do anything i once loved or thought i loved. i find myself just laying in bed, under my covers thinking about what it is i should be doing and not doing anything about it and not caring to even try. i dont want to try anymore as a matter of fact. it's as if i've dug a hole to stand in and filled it with cement to dry and this being by choice. this does not have to do with any single person. this is all directed to my existence and passions. this is directed to my future and the way i once was. i feel myself giving up... on me. i'll just live life day by day and continue to dread every moment.
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