All my life I've been in a hurry
To get things done
And each time something got done
Nothing would change.
It seems I had gotten closer to nothing
And that was all
That ever got done.
I'd read, I'd write
Though I do not recall finishing
And everything I read gave me nothing.
All my life I've been in a hurry
To wake up and do my job.
I'd succeed to earn a buck
And I know I would not recall
What I ever spent that buck on.
With it, I got nothing.
And without it,
I would have gotten the same.
Each night I sleep
And with that sleep I get more weary.
Without it, the same.
All my life I've been in a hurry
To pass the time
And each passing minute
I get closer to the day I die
I get closer to nothing.
(2012)
©lunarmarie
L