Why is it so hard for me now?
Why is so difficult to get going?
Why is it so difficult to feel anything I do
really means much of anything?
Why am I so down now?
I have resisted this before
I will resist it again
Somehow along the way
Something will come and get me interested again
Somehow I will get out of it
But for now
I am in it deeply
And do not know how to get out.
Even writing this does not bring hope
The way ‘writing' once did
I am really down now
Perhaps writing this
Will get me going
A little.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem