Today...

Today
was the same as
yesterday.
And the day before
that.
And the day before
that.

The fortune teller said
I have a long life
ahead of me.
I may even live
to be
117 years old.

So…what is that
supposed to mean
to me?
Am I supposed to be
happy
That I may even have
104 years left
ahead of
me?

That
would be
37986 days.
911,664 hours
54,699,840 minutes.
3,281,990,400 seconds.

And yet as I watch
This clock on
the wall
It's not moving
at all
It's just frozen
in time.
If it doesn't move
soon,
I'm quite ready
to
Go out of
my mind.

If every single
second
Lasts as long
as this one does,
I'll die inside
And face an
eternity
Of somnambulism
Soullessly
Before I
reach
the end,
Before, I, finally
die...