Seconds by seconds, to minutes, stacking into hours, it weighed.
The unsettling feeling sitting in my belly bulged. Worn down and out was my soul.
Expressionless in the faces of coworkers and friends, yet full of emotions, doubts, and peculiar thought. In regard to social circumstances, I fell exhausted.
Pitted brown eyes, I could not define happiness for self-assurance, but could someone tell me how heavy is the moon tonight?