Clock
Time is chained to my wrist
Chained to my life
How can I free it if I’ve become so dependent?
Now my existence is being ruled by minutes

A ticking noise shows that I’m late
This disease that made me erased my memories
Now I only live in present

I’m falling down into a monotonous routine
Tied into a grey reality
A repetitiveness of images and flashes
There is nothing else to achieve

I am the one whose life has been meticulously counted
The one that does exactly what’s been told
I am the slave of this prison ……I’m a volunteer

By Carolina