Chrissy Horning

Infested - Poem by Chrissy Horning

Indifference corrodes my will these day,
Like the rust that rots my shitty car.
Always planning to find my ambition tomorrow,
Then tomorrow's race starts, but I'm stuck in tar.

Struggle comes with no milestones.
Countless setbacks now I'm numb.
I once marched to my own beat... til some assholes stole my drum.

Same sad song now stuck on repeat,
No choice but to tune it out.
With no music there's no hope,
Just a stagnant pool of doubt.

Wading in the parasites called emptiness.
Infested to my being's core.
Lost my battle with the void... Now I am its whore.

Forced to surrender inevitable emotions,
Feelings are no longer my cross to bear.
Pain won't hurt and love can't help,
When you lose the ability to care.

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Topic(s) of this poem: depression, discontent, emptiness, indifference, music, struggle

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 4, 2014

Poem Edited: Friday, March 18, 2016

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