i'm afraid i've slipped deeper into the abyss.
my vision is blurred and my legs move on their own.
i'm begging myself to stop, but my cries are muted here,
here in this agonizingly insipid world.

i lay awake, staring into the deep void.
i want to shake myself, slap myself back to reality.

my senses have been stifled.
everything needs to be amplified.
food must have more spice.
sex must have more danger.

this torture seems inescapable.
i look to the moon for a whisper of hope.
but all it can tell me, through those reassuring beams,
is that a new day is approaching.