decay

immobile by the window
my muscles waste
my soul rots
my spirit decays
where is the sunshine?
where is the hope?

while life goes on
i feel left behind
trapped by a concrete prison
of isolation and solitude
i scream mutely
full of impotent rage

i'm at rock bottom
but i'm not dead
i can only cheer up
i can only get better
i can only feel better
and break free from my prison

sometimes the world sucks
we see hate and envy
we see greed and gluttony
we see sloth and lust
we see mishandled pride
and feel like giving up

but look at the beauty of life
appreciate the sunrises
appreciate the blue sea
appreciate nature
appreciate human emotions
and hope

"it's hard to stay mad
when there's so much beauty in this world"

*heh, feeling inspired. not a very good poem, but it has to start somewhere.