Mind ~

This headach wont go away,
my stomach is so sour.
The clock ticks on and on;
Louder by the hour.

Flowers blooming in my yard,
smell like summers death.
Their time is done and so is mine;
I'm feeling out of breath.

Each day gets longer,
My mind now so tired.
Thoughts come sluggishly;
I have become uninspired.