ACT 1
daily life
From the day I borrowed the book, a few days have slipped by.
I have been swept along by lectures and shifts,
chasing time that never seems to wait.
Even when I think, tonight, I’ll read it—
the moment I return home,
my strength abandons me,
and sleep claims me whole.
I still haven’t opened that book.
Ah… I’m so tired.
Tonight again, after work,
I reached my room
and, without a thought,
threw myself onto the bed
as if surrendering to gravity itself.
Lying there,
I let my mind wander—
to the weight of university days,
to the quiet exhaustion of part-time hours.
And as those thoughts drifted,
my eyelids grew heavier,
like dusk settling over a silent sky—
until, before I knew it,
I had fallen
into a deep, unbroken sleep
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