I have been there,
I know what you mean,
is hard to wake up,
day after day,
endless copy/paste with nothing to change
The Groundhog Curse.
My purse was empty at that time of my life,
no wife, no strife,
just me and my cat,
a little one, not so fat.
Moving around and changing houses Twelve times a year. I was so near, my dear!

And then it was light,
and you might think that I look pretty in pink,
washing the sink.
Doing the work that nobody wanted,
awake and tainted, the night was embracing us all,
until the fall,
and the winter
was coming.

Incoming blast,
all went so fast from black to white,
enjoy the sight,
the site, the coin,
no more cold groin,
eating sirloin.
All in, Bitcoin, Ethereum, Litecoin,
a bit of Hive,
and some more dreams.

It seems that now,
sitting at my desk,
with a cup of tea,
close to the sea,
everything is fine.

Then why,
I still feel alone,
even in the middle
of all those people that I call friends?

From all the ends,
infinite bends,
Benz, Mercedes,
no more I am roaming to all those strange worlds, words cannot explain
all that supernatural
shite, dust mite,
allergy, synergy, energy. Energised, but no longer holding the power,
I am just tired,
sitting in my seat,
outside that neat garden, surrounded by gems and fremens, free men, I am just waiting for the sunset.

The colors are still amazing,
and then I can hit Restart, yes, I am that smart.
Not at Super Mario Kart,
Simpson, Bart, K-Mart I have a Bard, leopard jacket, full-metal,
mental, rose petal,
and then there is dark once more.

I am lucky, the light from before is still bright, inside of my inner eye.