12: Apathy

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Tendrils crawl around the brain

Tightening their grip

And secreting lacklustre venom

Grey seeps into every cell

Leeching passion and synthesising apathy


Decluttered and dissatisfied

Stare at the screen with weary eyes

Restless with nowhere to go

Trapped in a double-glazed cage


A life on pause

But the world continues in the background

Watching as the player is ripped apart by the zombies of time


Guilt takes hold as seconds pass by

Fear of failure grips the mind


Perhaps this is not meant to be after all.

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