SITTING HERE AT MY DESK

Sitting here at my desk

Limp and lifeless

Trying not to look out the window

Trying not to think about the confining walls

That surround me

I feel claustrophobic

Because the walls seem to be closing in on me

Sitting here at my desk

Scared to look out the window

And partake in nature’s beauty

As I sit in this chair

Slowly dying

Inhaling the negative, used air

Of others on a daily basis

In my 15 story building

When I long to be outside

Being resuscitated

By the pure breath of Mother Nature

Sitting here at my desk

Listening to the sound

Of every tick and tock

As the second hand

Slowly journeys around the clock

As each minute passes

The sound becomes more and more

Deafening

   Mind bending

     Alter ego rendering

Sitting here at my desk

Patiently waiting for 5 o’clock

Which is the time I am released

From what seems to be my daily cell block

Sitting here at my desk

I start to think about the thousands

And millions of people

That would love to have my problem

So I proudly punch out for another day