Anhedonia

The day breaks outside my window A reminder of my breath I try to align myself to life But find myself chained to the bed I walk through the haze to arrive at the center Horrified of what I find there A black hole, growing and roaring Devouring the light & the air Consuming every acknowledgment of beauty within me The cheer of every flag on an unclimbable mountain Every hope, every kind word, every confession of love The void, an incessant reminder of this desolate burden --- Anhedonia is an inability to experience pleasure from activities usually found enjoyable. It is closely linked to depression. As someone who has struggled with depression for a long time, to me, it sometimes repres...View all