• Ticking Bomb

    The worst is over…..or so I thought
    The roboticness went to constant throbbing pain
    I thought it was over, but oh was I so wrong
    It’s changed once again, can you believe it
    Now it seems I’m a ticking bomb
    The trigger unknown
    The switch is tripped over and over on different occasions and by various means
    Shining brightly one minute, in utter darkness the next
    In truth I’m so tired of it
    I want to know my switch, but it keeps changing
    I wonder, is it worse to be like this compared to before
    At least then it was constant, now I fear the moment when my trigger will be switched
    For when it is I have lost control…and that is something I detest
    For now I’ll just keep tick tocking away, ready and posed to explode once again