Only One Per Customer

Only One Per Customer

It sits alone on a table patiently waiting its turn

I sit beside it as the pain inside of me slowly does burn

Would it alleviate my misery if it were to meet my head

If I were to just let it go where it wants to be lead?

I look behind me into my long and dark past

My future seems to be catching up with me fast

I know I only get one, I know it can't be replaced

If I were to take it would it be such a disgrace?

After all it happens each day and nobody does notice

They just all walk around within their own focus

(In case you don't get it I will explain)

(It exits its tunnel and enters my brain)