Fatigue

A creature claws at my mind
it attempts to gain a hold
I fight, but still seem to find
it fills me with cold

It's a vicious battle
and I'm constantly searching
Are we just cattle
always simply lurching?

Words © Neil Hayes and neilhayeswrites

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