I'm drowning
slowly
to the pit of burnout
and endless tasks

I'm floating
away
from what's really important
from the real world
because of my choices

I'm dying
but every time I lay myself to rest
my hidden dreams awake me
shouting and crying
reminding me that this is not yet the end
this is not the life I'm dreaming for

I just need to push myself more
until I reach the end
and finally fall