Losing my sense of time
As the day rolls around,
One blends into another
Without a break found.
Tired, fatigued, exhausted
Burning both ways this candle,
Where do I even start
When there's much to handle?
I can't help yawning
As I stretch my back,
Rub my eyes a few times
Pop the pain in my neck.
A tiring week this has been
But more will surely come,
Good or bad, things will pass
Just hope before I succumb.