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I feel so dead inside

Buoyed along by this intravenous injection

Of constant and watered down media

Wasting my time with things I don’t like

Because I don’t have the energy to move

“Reality” unlike anything I’ve seen

Music without beauty

Books without meaning

Where has it all gone?

I used to be awake

To my emotions and passions

Passion, long misplaced

When did I last care about anything?

Was I ever more than living on autopilot?

Forcing myself through the week

To arrive at the weekend

Just to waste it? 

Every day a lifetime

While every year is a blink of an eye?

Knowing I gave up living just to live

But dying in this apathetic undeath?

How do I get back to the halcyon days?

How do I rekindle that all-consuming fire

Buried deep within my bones?

I’ve never known a valley so deep

A valley filled with dry bones

But You’ve raised that valley before

And perhaps it’s only the beginning 

Of the next mountain 

Of this I say with Job

“The Lord gives, 

And the Lord takes away. 

Blessed be the name of the Lord.”