What to do?
A daunting task strung above my head.
To-do lists rule over my time.
Tell me why it feels wrong not to do so?
I'm aware that I have tasks I've left undone.
The world rules over it's players.
No man is an island.
I'm on my way to get away.
But the string never is sniped.
It's never enough.
Life is a series of tasks that follow one and other.
So life never feels as if its over.
Until it doesn't function anymore.
Today is the last day I will ever...
Everyday is the last day, and each tomorrow is todays tomorrow.
When will tomorrow end?
The cycle seems endless but I fear that my tomorrows will be cut short.
