A kind of trained insanity

This day by day by day! This simplistic work, rest and play! This house, this car, this work! Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock before you realise who’s the jerk! These lines get deeper set. These eyes get less upset. These lies and lies and lies! These persons loved now just despised. The dreams that blew away. The promises broken eat away. The realisation of ‘this is it’ The shorter path now always is. A life before when youth was free. A new horizon could always be. A circle of growth forced through programmed need. A waste of time always to feed. Cold breeze on a face. Mirror of stars sparkling in cold black space. Loss of appetite for knowing more. Never get back what’s gone before. Getting closer to the door.