I’ve been working hard
for the past few days,
cutting corners on
sleep in many ways.
I kinda like rest,
but there was much work,
so much so, that I
could in no way shirk.
It’s catching up now
and slowing me down.
My eyes are droopy,
my mouth in a frown.
If I pass out cold,
you’ll at least know why.
I’ll try hard not to,
but my hopes aren’t high.
