Time is Running Out
Inside someone else's head who has been of long term sick from work, undergoing tests, assessments, and still on waiting lists for others, and fast aporoaching the end of their half pay.
Sitting here in limboPretending all is wellWishing for days long agoBefore this living hellPandoras box was openedAnd I couldn't do a thingI didn't see the tormentThat lifted lid would bringIt's like I've lost all my powerAnd I'm left here looking onThe days that I once knew before Are days that are long goneIt's all in someone else's handsAnd they've taken all controlBut to them you're a statisticA number no longer wholeThey don't see the hurt or devastationAnd in truth, don't really careThey just send you to appointments And see you when you're there At best, they have an hourBe it at your best or at your worstEither way when they get hold of youYou can be sure you are cursed. Its all appointments and assessmentsAnd it's stressful and confusing I sometimes think they do itBecause they find it is amusing To see me under pressureTrying my best not to get it wrong If you want to test my memoryAsk me the lyrics to a songFor I know little about politicsOr who was assasinated whenOr who is currently residingAt Downing Streets number 10How can that even be a questionWhen there's been prime ministers galore Who have vacated and then exitedNumber 10's revolving door And now I'm feeling threatenedI'm worried what will beIf I do not return to work —Will they let go of me? Time is running out nowAnd I'm no further forward I may have to say I'm better nowAnd that's just bloody horridFor I'm not, but I'm frightened I don't want to lose my job at allBeing signed back as fit for workHinders not just my recovery—but all things medicalAnd it makes me more anxiousI don't know what to doMy mind cannot cope just nowIn this catch of twenty two