Painful Day

It hurts to care
And especially whenever
I try to get out of bed.
Each day is a blur
Every single one of them is grey
The colors are running.
Even sleep is no respite
Because their faces are still there
Mocking and laughing.
I am out of place here
They say home is where the heart is
But my heart is an immolated husk.
Dreaming is an escape
But pointless and temporary
Shed this mortal coil.