A State of Apathy
Apathy creeps in like a thief in the night
Stealing our passions, leaving us without sight
We become numb to the world, and all it holds
Our emotions and dreams slowly grow cold
We watch as life passes us by
Without a single tear or sigh
No joy or sorrow, love or hate
Just an emptiness that we can't escape
We see the suffering and pain
But we feel nothing, and it's all in vain
Our hearts are locked behind a wall
And we refuse to answer their call
We exist, but we don't truly live
Our souls withered and our spirits passive
We need to break free from this state
Before it's too late, before it's too late
Contest title: pick a title vol 36
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
Date: 05/01/2023
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