atlas
- alarm
Got my eyes on the computer screen trying to work my digits in. I fidget with my lettering, but never with my sentences. I pause and check the clock and it appears it's 6 AM again. Another, night wasted, or another day finished. And my mind is steady running in place. I don't want to fall asleep 'cause I got so much to say. But I don't wanna keep exhaustion at bay, because I'm presently just dead inside the bed where I lay.
