Anhedonia

Surrounded by water but I’m feeling dry

My mind’s blank like the dark of the sky

I don’t know what this is and I wish I could

But letting myself go is something I rarely would

Do ‘cause I’m afraid of where the currents will take me

They could be sinky or they could eraise me.

I never trusted these waters ‘cause I can’t swim

I’m barely able to float - and that’s my sin

I sometimes try to move

And I rarely get wet

I try to others to prove

But it only leads to regret.