The wheel turns, the cycle spins,
etched deep in the marrow of time.
A clockwork dream we never questioned,
read with hollowed eyes in line.
January whispers illusions,
February sells hearts by the pound.
March hymns saving everlasting souls.
April weeps, but doesn’t drown.
I’m meltin’ away where the daylight bends •
I’m meltin’ away no start no end •
I’m meltin’ away dead or alive it’s all the same •
I’m meltin’ away the mirror laughs and forgets my name
A phone rings, another call goes unanswered.
Into my backlog,
Another forgotten task.
Why don’t they leave me alone.
They always want my attention.
A problem solved.
But the problem is them, not me.
