Time

My life is spent out of synch
Days blur together, indistinct
Driven, rushed, tormented, pressured
Time consumed but never savored

Every task too big to start
But doing nothing weighs my heart
Yawning hours to fill till bed
And on the morrow start again

“Don’t waste time,” a constant drumbeat
A rhythm that echoes more defeat
Locked doors could take years to open
While months slip by and nothing’s happened

Everything too big, too small
No grips to find upon the wall
Desperate to find a place to fit
The only answer offered: Wait.

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