Working without knowing the way

Such a lazy morning,
interning me from a busy commuter
dancing keyboard, hegemonic screens lined up chaotically

New work patterns, entering the captive world then
The world works in silence, private spaces collide in the rest room

I fight with the deadline lurking slaughtering my body and gnawing at my
mentality

The statues around me begin to move seeking their freedom. My body language is silent
replacing its role.

coexisting with feelings
sweet promises are again unfolding
a life that is again being crammed
a destiny that is hit by life

the journey continues with the beauty of
life like a fast-paced road
without a bridge that stops in front.