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Deep into the Night

I have so many things to do, and yet, I do nothing.

I don’t know where to start.

I get up, determined to begin, and find myself pacing back and forth. Accomplishing nothing.

So I sit back down and reach for my book. Always my book.

I don’t know what to do in my own story, so I get lost in someone else’s.

And slowly, the hours of the day pass, one by one.

Darkness falls, and still I read, deep into the night.

Another day ends.

A new one begins.

I am wasting time.

I am running out of time.

I am beginning to panick. 

And still, I read.

Deep into the night.

2 thoughts on “Deep into the Night

  1. Hello! Did you write that poem? It’s really good. I like it a lot. It conveys the sense of time ticking by and the inner conflict between the sense of inertia and the looming need to snap into action so accurately. Beautiful. Sharon

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