Prelude to a Breakdown

 

 And it’s not a warm, inspiring dream

But more a stale, mundane routine

Dull with a sense of being alone – a radio play in monotone.

~

And the clichés roll; “be cruel to be kind”,

“One day at a time”, “love is blind”.

Then in the silence, I hear the drone that is my life in monotone.

    ~

And in a moment far away

The promise of a brand new day

Appeared to only be ‘on loan’ to the numbing life in monotone.

  ~

And so it is with no surprise,

That with pure disillusioned eyes,

The tender heart soon turns to stone, to cope with life in monotone.

~

And vision, hope and appetite

Evaporated through the night

Trust and confidence have flown, deserting the life in monotone.

  ~

And all the loved ones cry out loud

And reminisce – “you made us proud,-

Ahh, but if we’d only known you lived your life in monotone”.

  ~

And days are hours on a clock

Heart and mind both under lock

And the seeds of despair are fully grown, in the field of life in monotone.

——

(C) Danny Scott

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[Taken from the Poetry  & Music CD: “Only when it’s time”  & featured in the solo physical-theatre piece “Numb” by Danny Scott].

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