Watching Time

I paralyze myself with thoughts of time,

It’s seven am, my bus comes at nine.

I have so much to do today,

But the hours soon will slip away,

I’ll need to go, and I guess then, I’ll be angry that the hours end.

So instead I sit and watch seconds go by,

It’s seven thirty, and I don’t have enough time.

I won’t eat, I won’t sleep.

The clock, my gaze will keep.

I won’t think, I won’t dream,

My heart is scared to beat,

Every second that passes is a closer second to The Next Event.

I’m paralyzed by thoughts of time,

It was seven thirty, and now it’s nine.

Nothing got done today, as I watched the hours fade to gray.

And tomorrow, I fear it’ll be the same, as my life slowly slips away.

I don’t know why I am this way, but I know I’ve wasted time today, which when I really stop and think, is what I tried to avoid by watching time.