Compassion Fatigue

Exhaustion drips its weary head Shrouding me with desolate apparel A forlorn wardrobe of melancholy blues Colors of emotional peril. Indifference holds my body still Unconcerned with the cold Distant journeys in my thoughts Apathy strong in its hold. Nonchalance a steady companion Detaching me from reality Unaroused by what’s in front of me I’ve lost all sense of vitality. Inattention stands unyielding Unwilling to make way for diligence Insensitivity plants a seed Growing strong in its militance. Numbness gnaws away at my spirit Paralyzed from its greed Dulled by life’s anesthesia I lack the passion to be freed.