Can't imagine you wrote this in such a rush, because it's actually a really nice poem. It speaks of depression if you ask me, being stuck in routine, apathy, and living but not being alive. Sometimes it seems like you're residing inside my mind. =p

"my last batch of faith
still remains."

This was hands down my favorite part. I read this poem over and over again, it was really interesting and just.. different. I love the addition of the beep's as well, I feel like you brought the reader to real time instead of letting them get lost. More specific, more "hey! focus here" than to let them wander in their own thoughts. Maybe because it reminded me of a car horn.. lol.

"It's cold out here and
my feet are heavy."

Such an awful combination. It really conjures up the idea of a thick sadness you don't want to get out of, maybe taking the time to pity yourself a bit.

The ending is remarkable, as your endings usually are. I really love this poem.