mind checked out

such silent abyss.

this place where I sit. 

where eyes stare at screens

and my projects are shit.

hours of nothing

hours of something

on the edge of talent

and i feel like jumping.

friends you think are sometimes yours,

friends you know you only bore.

5 o'clock will roll around

and you will hear from them no more.

my energy will drop,

in limbo where time stops.

where i lack creativity,

when i know that's all i've got.