Virtues and Vices

Sloth

With mild satisfaction setting in the middle of the pack,

Your new apathy sends you adrift, and makes you sit back.

The lack of responsibility acedia brings is alluring;

As the lines between what to do begin blurring.

"Quit being lazy," they say listlessly.

Yet they never happen to listen to the truth from me.

I am not being lazy for the sake of it,

But rather as a result of my heart feeling sick.

I feel like drowning in what could and should have been,

Feeling like a waste, like I will never win.

I know I should try more often,

Though every day my resolve will just soften

This isn't my fault,

I am not to blame.

My motivation is locked in a vault,

And to that vault, apathy has laid her claim.