Crumbling within
the burnt cells
of my mind,
Can’t think.
Can’t write.
The flames roar,
searing whatever’s
left of me.
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This is so painfully powerful and I utterly love the captivity this holds in just a few words! The struggle with burnout is real and oddly it’s a bittersweet experience, it somehow serves as a form of validation but is terrible at the same time. This is such a real depiction and I love the style of writing!
Thank you for your kind words! It is interesting that you describe Burnout as a bittersweet experience. I never thought of it that way. The desire for validation is so real 😢😶🌫️