Psychological Decline
A theme in a story A story from a book A book from a man Who was clearly off the hook
I scoff and laugh at the name on the page Nowadays, people would much prefer a name like Sage
My eyes brim with tears As her nightmares draw nears But who am I to help this girl on a page Who's not from a time of this age
Then comes the man The man from a show A show from a novel A novel that somehow made me grovel
My eyes were first wide and glued Because I got to see this man on the screen, fresh and renewed
But the same themes came to play The same ones that made me look away
Psychological decline seems to be a common one in this town Or maybe it's because my brain is rotting, and soon there'll be nothing left up there kicking around.



















