Inability

There's an unexpected tranquility In falling into inability -but then, no duty and no self-control Will turn into one's disability.

How to work, when the least is hard enough, Once after a break nobody acts tough? Forcing oneself to become a mere bot... A great facade, yet the edges stay rough.

It may take months for a simplistic soul To regain its energy and turn whole -exhaustion, as well as life in itself, Do enjoy making one lose all control.

Such a terrible sin, a shameful act, And with terrifying long-term impact... Even when one leaves those bad days behind, Their hidden presence becomes a dark fact.

How to escape one's own secret past falls, When the journey leads through a maze's halls? Unfortunately for all the fallen, Those will forever be hung on the walls.