Bred Out

At the end
of Another One
of your days
Living
In A Prearranged
Social Distancing
Box
Feelings
Being bred out
of your system
Where Fake
and the Fear
     
      Has You Now
              Fully
         Disengaged
   Emotionally Detached
           from that
        Which Stands
      On Solid Ground

          For Without
   The Physical Touch
        From Family
        From Friends
        From the one
          Who holds
         Your Heart
            In their
            Hands

          YOU Will
            Slowly
         But Surely
              DIE
            Inside
        Your Mind