Teetering between

The neutral,

To the lowest of

Levels, as usual.

So tired.

Of me.

Move along;

Nothing here.

Day in, day out

Every tomorrow

Is the same.

Repeat:  on.

So alone.

'Cause of me.

Fear has a

Chokehold.

Knowing has no

Power to make

Any of it quit. It

Stays the master.

So tired.

Of this.

Endless circle

Needs stopping.