Gil (fenyx) wrote,

T Minus 10:00

I've got another ten minutes to kill,
guess I'll think about why I feel ill.

Stomach feels like it's in knots,
can't eat, everything tastes like it rots.

Feel like I'm going fast,
in no particular direction.
Maybe I'd feel better if I was found,
or felt some needed affection.

About seven more minutes to go,
can't watch TV, hate every show.

The house is silent, and I'm very still.
Wish I could calm down, wish I could chill.

Five minutes down,
five more to waste.
Killing some time,
writing with haste.

I feel like a bother, probably a bore.
That's the last thing I want for the one I adore.

Down to just 240 seconds or so,
imagination running out, rhymes I don't know.

Time just speeds by,
when you wish it would stop.
The years just race on,
people just drop.

Now I am down to the two minute drill.
Wish I could calm down, wish I could just chill.

Just over sixty seconds left to kill,
still she escapes me, still I feel ill.
Tags: writing

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