Despair renders a person inert.
Inertia gnaws away at motivation,
and in the space where motivation once lived,
only postponed tasks accumulate.
Internal monologues grow louder,
while concentration dissolves.
Nothing comes to hand,
and even enduring a single day feels heavy.
In such a state,
normal social functioning can no longer be sustained.
A person caught in cascading collapse
withdraws from ordinary communication,
cuts off connection with the world,
and gradually hardens into a posture of avoidance.
Burnout is that condition.
Not mere fatigue,
but something closer to a partial loss
of human function.
