Bored to Death

I used to keep a diary
I think I've lost it now
Reveled in what thrilled me
Enough to write it down

Now the only thing of interest
Is endless trepidation
'Cause everything is boring
And nothing gives salvation

I cancel plans last second
All efforts have no meaning
My sanity is threatened
I'm only saved by dreaming

I used to love reality
My hobbies were so vibrant
But that's now behind me
Since all I hear is silence

I miss the feeling of loving what I love
It's what I dream of
I reminisce the memories of having so much fun
But I can't make new ones
So I'll save my breath
Ere I become bored to death

I used to be so happy
I think I've lost that now
Living is so tiring
I think I'll go lie down

Not moving, eating, talking
Only breathing in and out
Can't answer to the knocking
Don't want others around

Was a people pleaser
Now talking just feels empty
Took one to many breathers
Now loneliness is plenty

Forgotten true contentment
Fulfillment is all lost now
I only feel resentment
For the sea in which I'll drown

I miss the feeling of loving what I love
It's what I dream of
I reminisce the memories of having so much fun
But I can't make new ones
So I'll save my breath
Ere I become bored to death

There is no rest
I'm trying to fix the mess
But things are going poor at best
Like you guessed
I've regressed into a place where I'm distressed
I've tried every suggestion
I've asked all the questions
To regain expression
For emotional progression
But I've lost interest in life
Nothing appeals me but the dive
Everything has been deprived
Of the joy they once provided
If this what life is
Empty and divided
Then I'll just save my breath
I'm gonna be bored to death