My zeitgeist bent me over and ****** me. Forced it all the way in. I hate waking up at nine p.m.

I haven't forgotten,
Don't think i will,
You crept up behind me
Gave me a chill
I played by your rules
You made me a fool
Mad and powerful
You're still a tool.

I'm not some  primitive canine with a prehistoric pedigree
I'm a modern day narcissist with a here and now
Tendency

This was seen coming from a mile away but i couldn't stop it, couldn't stop the train of terror and abuse thats keeping us tense like the sight of a noose that's hanging around making it make sense to keep our heads low and our eyes on the ground.

It hurts however it is handled and it has a horrid way of getting worse day by day. Just clean up the mess to wipe off the slate. Maybe it is best to leave this place. May i suggest picking up your pace, you gotta move fast to out run a train..