The stress

Of day-to-day events

Slowly builds up

But he’s a grownup

So he keeps it within

Ever mounting, ever growing

He can’t go for long

You know he’s overflowing

Watch him wind up

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Movements erratic and stilted

Stuttering and jittering

His worldview has tilted

Say the magic words

And see chaos unfurl

Raving like a lunatic, accusing you of abuse

He’s a hypocrite tying his own noose

Like a volcano, some unstoppable force

But you’re a virtuoso set on your course

You weather a storm you unleashed

A secret smile behind a neutral face

It’s the funniest thing you’ve ever seen

You reach out for an embrace

And as the pressure is released

As he begins to wind down

Energy spent, he sighs

On a bed of guilt he lies

He apologizes, you know it’ll happen again

So you leave him to drown

Because he’s a windup toy

To play with when you’re bored