Too Far Gone

[mathiasthom]

They lash out  with accusations
while you sit on some hard back chair
in a stifling room,
surely filled with Hell's very air

For an annual review
of what they really think of you
while you hold back everything,
severing that tongue in half

Wanting to set the record staight
one-sided thinking
in an atmosphere of hate,
come to the table too late

Never saying what's on your mind
how they always stick with their kind
willingly following the blind,
with the mental capacity of sheep

Now I just want to sleep
where the events of the day
seem to fade away,
too far gone to ever fathom or complete...

mathiasthom
written 9/12/12