Poem -

Sleep, eat, sit

I live in the middle of nowhere
No one comes to visit 

No transportation, nothing.

Everything has been stolen from me. 

All my hobbies gone.

All I do is sleep and sit.

Do you have any idea how incredibly boring that is?

My life is just wasting away

Sleep, eat, sit, sleep, eat, sit

That's all my life consists of.

Sleep sleep some more sit

Sleep is the only escape I get.

Depression has taken over 

Now the things that use to interest me

I have no passion for anymore.

All of it was taken from me. 

And even if someone came to visit 

The world has taught me 

That they will end up hurting me

So I don't really want to see anyone.

If I have nothing 

No one can take from me

If I have no one 

Then no one else can hurt me.

There no other solution

Expect to sleep, eat, sit alone without anything. 

Yeah it's got to be the answer 

It's the only thing I haven't tried

But what an incredibly cruel God

For him to want nothing more

Then this for anyone

Sleep, eat, sit

 

L. Mack

7/31/25

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Sandra Wright

Ok this is bleak and I have to bet it is somewhat a real situation.  I can relate 
I have lost all my family and most friends. I find new people are very risky.  I have lost my house it burned to the ground, no insurance. I have had identity theft and my funds are frozen 
After the fire of course. My food stipend was cut and I fell and cracked my knee cap 
I have no idea how to afford al these pricy places and unless I am living under a bench I can't get housing assistance. 
I loved your honest but it inspired me as well!!

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