Career

Realising what you want to do
when you're older
is something that strikes deep
it's ambition and passion
something burning,
which I wish to keep
the desire for a job
an actual career 
I have the idea
right here
and I'm going to work
as hard as I can
until it's not just an idea
but my actual career.

(Yeah I repeated a rhyme. Shut up.) 

What Makes the World Go Round

Money 
so we earn
and we keep
a living.


Forces 
the earth rotates 
in space 
it doesn't really
concern itself
with the human race.


Time will keep turning
as will the earth
we'll have to keep earning
to try keep our place. 

Carrying a Work Load

The feeling of work
crawls along back
sniggers at the brain
the body feels slack.


Words are running
all around my head
and I'm painfully reminded 
of when I can't sleep in bed


There's too much
and not enough
time
but the awful thing is
that really
this work load of mine
is much less than some
but still feel
overcome. 


I need to think clearly
see myself where I am,
where I stand
and see to next week
when I'll be done
but I'm just stuck
here,
and I feel so slow
so slow and dumb. 

The Sun and Moon of the Brain

In some parts of the brain

everything clicks 

I say to myself 

this makes sense 

and in turn it sticks.

Whereas others get thrown

in to deep fog of the skull

where nonsense takes reign 

and clarity becomes dull.

The facts on one side 

jump up and down with glee

they're rooted and trusted

so it makes them happy.

Whereas in the gloom 

where understanding is lack

the words trudge round

their posture and attitude slack. 

The bright tries to drag 

the gloom it's way

tries to brighten the fog

and bring understanding with the day.

PS - purposely chose the picture since it's kind of what I had in my head while I wrote this :)

When Determination Chases Procrastination

The things that I need
and intend to do 
they end up going to 
the bottom of the list 
and pointless things
take their place 
and my determination 
is left to chase 
the greed and dominance 
of procrastination 
it tries to drag it 
to start some work 
and underneath all this lurks 
the fear of failing 
or falling behind 
so procrastination
soon becomes kind
and allows the brain
to fall into the right 
state of mind.

Mistakes

On my iPod, midnight so this is SATURDAY's poem. Work tomorrow then a party .... I'll try not to die o.o

Everybody makes mistakes
we never start as perfect
we learn
and hopefully
we grow,
beginning to know
how to act, what to do
maybe not confident
simply a bit more competent
and carving our place
in to the world
for we have purpose
and have a vague idea
of how to mess it up.

Exhaustion

Brain drags
like the feet
struggling through air
can't bring self to care
just carry on
whatever happens
just carry on.

Elusive Esteem

I need more confidence in myself
for what little skills I have
are placed on a shelf
and they're far out of my reach. 


I can see them
but usually doubt
if they're there
do I still own them
are they even mine?
Perhaps,
one day
I'll be able to climb. 

Pressure

Pushing down 
on the shoulders
Stamping on the brain 
yelling,
work
work now 
you do know what will
happen
if you don't?


Future looming
darker than night
with eyes closed
heavier than dark matter
forcing you down
down.


But


Hope
a slim ray of light
seen through the crack
of the open eye lids 
that maybe
possibly 
you'll be OK.


Then


Storm clouds 
roll over
shoulders pushed back
work
work now
do you know what will 
happen
if you don't?

Procrastination Distraction

Mind desperately searching

for anything

to do

that's not work

Be it sorting out

the already organized

finding tasks

with a magnifying glass

tasks so small

you wonder

how you found to do them 

at all

Eventually, 

the mind wanders back to work

tries to kick itself gear 

but stalls

and it's back

to searching for distraction. 

Lazy Days

Sitting on a cloud
in the middle of a lazy day
work toils underneath
I'll float here for a while
until the weather changes
and the work storm
crashes down.

Work, Working, Still Working

Work on the back of my mind
and I can't seem to find
a way of getting it out.
Do that essay
Word count
You have notes to be doing


I feel that this load
no matter how many times I'm told
will be there
in every spare
moment of time.


Be it school
university
a job,
looking for a job
I will always need to work.
it's crushing
crushing
far far down
I need to build myself up
before crashing to the ground.