Burnt Out

 

Sounds of the silence airing within 

the four corners of the humdrum room

with the deafening taps on keyboards

chasing and screaming the words after words

The eyes shuttering down 

like a dying battery lived for a year

and a month of constant labor

without breaks and excuses

oh I swear it's drying my skin

from sweat and blood and boredom

overwhelmed with all written documents

and wracked brain to its finest roast

I guess, this is how life works

but I at least want to breathe the nature