Toll of Procrastination
Blood runs far too fast.
I’m just sitting here,
But my heart’s beating,
Beating,
Beat beat beatbeatbeatbeat.
Oh God…
Why won’t it stop?
My mind lags.
My body feels worn.
Such a sacrifice
For historical gain.
Gain?
Am I gaining something?
I feel like I’m losing sleep.
Another cup of coffee, please.
Wasn’t it just yesterday?
Now it’s today.
Time to go.
What happened to night time?
What happened to my dreams?
Wake up?
But I haven’t slept.
It’s a new day…
Already.