Inertia

Monolith

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Counting hours turned to days I can't reclaim
Praying for time to remain

All these demands on my attention
All these appeals to my energy
I have nothing to give

Through the night I hear whispers calling my name
Oh, the comfort of safety is my shame
I am afraid I have nothing to offer
All of my strength is exhausted by the thought of it

Counting hours turned to days I can't reclaim
Grieving for time thrown away

Why is complacency the convention?
I have conceded to apathy
Paralyzed by inertia

Fear of failure breeds dissension
Between the ache that's inside of me
And the weight of depravity