4: Focus

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Thoughts

A speeding standstill

Frozen in place

Yet writhing with energy

Begging to be ripped out


Time

Ticks by without knowledge

Precious seconds wasted

It drags during the hardest of tasks

But seeps through the cracks when procrastination strikes


Life

Another year passes by

Closer to the waiting grave

The mind ensnared in the past

Wandering through "what ifs" that never come


Focus

Torn with ease from the mind's grasp

Diverted to a darker train of thought

Wheels spin, going nowhere

Along the downward spiralled path


Failure

Metal whispers

Louder than before

Harder to ignore

A winning streak broken in a matter of seconds

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