"The reality of my life..."

The reality of my life

is veiled over by tired, exhausted eyes

As I'm sitting here plastered in a shitty blue chair

barely awake enough to do my mind-numbing job

or watch the seconds tick by on my phone

tick, tick, tick

I can't believe our paths have parted

but I know it means some truth

is at my fingertips

The sacrifices made for knowledge unearthed

so many words spill over needlessly

only to be greeted by a chill-evoking silence

and the earth is shaky and unbalanced under my feet,

but I still find the strength to stand

for my five-minute break

craving compassion and human contact

to keep me alive in this place.