Coffee stained conversations,
Stimulated to the highest degree,
Sitting, Waiting, Thinking, Forgetting,
The task at hand is my plan,
But how has time past so fast?
Staring at a blank canvas as ideas cover every inch,
In my hand rests a pen, ink a cold shade of black,
Spinning now around my index finger,
Staring around writing everyones stories,
By now the task at hand is the least of my worries,
Hours have past and not a word put to paper,
I might as well take a break,
And finish it later.
Jul 8, 2014
Jul 8, 2014 at 12:48 AM UTC
Coffee stained conversations,
Stimulated to the highest degree,
Sitting, Waiting, Thinking, Forgetting,
The task at hand is my plan,
But how has time past so fast?
Staring at a blank canvas as ideas cover every inch,
In my hand rests a pen, ink a cold shade of black,
Spinning now around my index finger,
Staring around writing everyones stories,
By now the task at hand is the least of my worries,
Hours have past and not a word put to paper,
I might as well take a break,
And finish it later.
