Drousy Solitude

Failing at existing
My eyes close for too many hours
I miss my appointments again
I am fighting losing battles
I tip my king again.
Drousy lonely person I am.
Finding solace in sleep.
Hours and hours of my life disapear
Lost in the abiss of drepression
Craving to break the solitude of my room
But instead I lock the door.
I can hear my roommates voices-
I wonder if each day they are as sad as me.
Even in waking I sleep

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