Only a Fool

All in my head

A hellish road

No medicine that helps

Or relief of load.

Just time standing still

While passing too quick…

Reaching crossroads 

No direction to pick.

Flirt with sanity

Ignore the plea

Control is for the fool

What will be – will be.

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