Clocks ticking
through silent hours,
lost words and blank thoughts.
Agonising, pondering,
yet nothing hour after hour.
Paper wasted, mind numb.
Maybe tomorrow, change.
Will it?
It will
change tomorrow, maybe.
Numb mind, wasted paper.
Hour after hour, nothing yet.
Pondering, agonising,
thoughts blank and words lost,
hours silent through
ticking clocks.