Empty Days

Empty days pass by
Each one like the last
Hourglass running out
The clock’s rapid tick

The deadline grows nearer
But the wait is killing me
All the things I’ve learned to love
Shattered on the floor

Worries fill my aching mind
Burdens fill my heavy heart

Things I don’t know exist
They’re almost in my fist

Places I’ve never been
Will soon become my home