Same old Shyster
 

Same old Shyster

I wake today.

Feelings of panic are here.

Lately I feel as if nothing was ever right,

or wrong, just a mist in between.

I start again,

routines that bore me

I need just one challenge!

Without the headache, that is.

Is it really necessary?

To go on about futile efforts?

Every moment similar.

Wait for this fog to clear.

Over the bridge, under it again

Climb to be pushed off the fence.

So I sleep tonight,

will my dreams fall away?

I don't remember anything, anyways.

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