• Where has the time gone?
    Years past granted me
    A feeling of openness, security
    and now I stare at a thousand problems
    that are supposed to guide me.

    To what, I don't know.
    I haven't a clue.
    My vision is too clouded by old problems
    to take heed to the ones so new.

    So I block it out
    Find whatever I can
    But it always comes back
    Pressing, Mocking

    But I'll only shut it out like before..
    It's my only response
    When I can't take anymore.