World

The world keeps spinning as we wait for it to stop
A moment of solitude in our lives
Waiting for that one moment
That will never come, just a vision in our eyes

“The coffee is never strong enough”
As the days keep coming
We struggle to keep up
A constant motion in different directions

Nights of pure thought
Days of blinding light
Growing ever so tired
To merely put up a light
To continue forwards
To never look back
To fall asleep at night
To wake up in the morning