IDK.

I don't know how to write anymore.
Nothing flows.
Nothing goes.
Nothing feels organic.
My anxiety leaves me frantic.
Depression keeps me static.
The lack of sex makes me manic.
I should just get over it
Get over my ex and the past
Take all my eggs
Out of the basket
Quit imagining my corpse
In an early casket
Death never leaves
God never sleeps
So which one
Will take the task
of ultimately guiding my feet?