every breath that I exhale is a sigh of exhaustion)

how sad
and this is what your life has been reduced to-
A single room apartment containing no more than a matress.
How sad when the strings have been removed from the blinds
and all the outlets have been painted over.
And the television screen is streaked with blood and smeared from your knuckles,
As if you were trying to punch it out but you underestimated the strength-
or maybe you just weren't trying hard enough.
Startled by a knock at the door, you'll rise for the first time in two days to answer-
But you can only greet the visitor with one short statement -
Hello my first name is Distance and I really don't care if I never wake up again