Virus

The walls grow smaller and close in
my mind reels in it’s darkest sin
No one else to help clear my head
while more days are spent in bed

Easily tired from days of nothing
There’s no joy in everything
Monotony kills my creative side
and all I do is sit and sigh

✨Deferential Devil✨

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