you wake up
you can feel it
you can make sense of it

it grasps you, it’s heavy
acknowledging what it wants

it takes hold of you
******* every average trend that you possess
to produce this vapid lifeless individual
you call human
that you have become.

no matter how far you run
it will always chase you
its not any fun

just that step ahead
waiting for your faults and indecisions
you try for a desperate attempt to resist

but it has you
you surrender
you sit…alone...
it takes over.