In a Heap of Mess

I chose to abandon my bedroom's mess...since I have created it It's not the easiest to give full attention to this untidy, enclosed chamber-like bedroom My crazed thoughts seem to spin madly in circles...aching from a neck recovery When I lazily lay in fear... Ah, I keep thinking of that chore I didn't do! I'm failing in the heap of total mess, only the room piles up more Deadened by numbness and for screaming out for help and assistance I uncontrollably ask myself: Why does my existence Even matter to anyone? I frantically twist in brewing disaster... I transfer to dust and ash as I drop in a heap of failure and, worst of all, misfortune I give up making my life a business...I got fired for giving up by refusing to take out the despicable trash anyway I wish I could go on an expedition or a vacation and take a long break from life's chores I'll save myself from twisting in a heap of mess I need to clean my room!!