Getting up I feel uneasy,
Off to work just keep going.
Through the morning rude white knuckles
Nearly lunchtime just keep working.
No tolerance for empty chatter.
Is it anger? Just keep moving.
Jealous me or boastful colleagues?
Doesn’t matter just keep breathing.
Sharpened edges hurt my vision,
Angry filter just keep filming.
Nearly done, lost aspirations.
Mediocre, just keep working.
Hours over, head for home,
Re-run failures just keep running.
Rapid cycles, anger, numbness.
Guilty! Useless! Just keep peddling.
No more movement, turn it inwards,
Unspent forces wrapped in fuse wire.
Head exploding close the hatches
Black collapsing, world compressing.
All that matter, down to pin size,
Tiny dot holds all my feelings.
This is for Writing 201:Poetry