Time Stop

When the time broke down

I stayed in my room

For a very long time

Before returning

To the world

Only to find

That nothing had changed

Everything was in

The balance

But the weight had changed

I was now a very old man

The Escspe

Back to the disaster zone

Accusations, guilt, hints

A never ending saga filling up

To the brim

Taking over your mind and body

Any option to stay away

Seems to be worth it

While the world keep on

Grinding and grinding

Being Broke

I am broke

Mentally

Financially

Psychologically

And very, very tired

I failed in every way

All the time

Right now and into

The dark future of our world

Maybe there could be some

Strange, unconventional meaning

In my life

Maybe

But I doubt

And it does not matter

Because what is, is