A New Year's Anxiety - Ashok

It’s seconds before the new years

No clouds to block your forward vision

Everything’s how it appears;

You’ve fucked your nut with friends under boundless conditions!

Seconds later

Unfortunately it clicks

Promises made

Boxes to tick

Clean slate only means you’re doing the shit you

Sthifled on the last one

Now you know the truth you hide in fear of this confession

Hide behind the drugs you take and run the wrong direction

All the plans you break you made at will to you discretion

Just wait will it blows!

Plans

It depends what they’re made from

And

If they’re made from the strong stuff

We

Can be man onde depends on

Or

Become undone by the same bluff

It’s

Another road block my name’s on

It’s

Another plan made to go wrong

But

I’ll never quit while the days long

No

Just wait until it blows…

The best laid plans of mice and men

Aft gan aglay

Scribe my thoughts with bloody pen

And still find them washed away

Wouldn’t mind my life with plans and some sense

For a least a day

Or

Just wait until it blows!

Seconds later…