CHRONIC

A painful mundane life,

Sharper than blades from a knife.

With each tear from my eye,

The years fly by,

Consumed with all of my strife.

Invading myself time again,

Strategic plans attempted in vane.

Endlessly fighting back,

To this frightening hijack,

But this force is too strong to refrain.

Chronic I know all too well,

Suffocating deep down inside this shell.

As I grab out in despair,

I’m gasping for air.

But my fate I just cannot quell.