Hollow.

And there I was, Laying down on my comfortable bed. It felt like vines where pushing me down.
I did not want to move. Nor had the energy to.
I looked at the clock It said 6. But I did not know what it was. Was it morning? or was it night?
All I knew that it was winter. Winter always has long nights. So I was unsure.
My mind was Perplexed. I was worried but not sure why.
My nights and days were restless. I was Emaciated.
Ennui also took over me.
I did not know what to do. but all I wanted to do was rest my Tired eyes