One step at a time.
So much time, yet so little.
Doing so much, but still not enough.
My mind is a machine,
thinking, but only about the same stuff.
I brave the gusty winds to the library,
trace my footprints in the mall.
Try to enjoy each breath of life,
but pondering, is this all?
Each night, I stare into the bright reflection.
Giggles softly escape my lips.
Tick tock, tick tock.
A faint voice whispers, follow your bliss.
Crunch, crumble, crack.
I tried to swallow the emptiness.
Hoping to fill the void
with the taste of my unhappiness.