FUTURE CALLING

chasing glimpses
of normality
in an empty house
full of cobwebs

I don't want to
get fucked up again
it's more of the same
same distorted same

it's been a long haul
escaping from escapism
the truth cuts
leaves a trail of shame

I don't want to
grow old in disgrace
it's becoming scary
so much lost time

the future looming large
the present on hold
staring into oblivion
expecting something more

the future hates the present