Dedicating Life To Another Lead To Death Of Self

Somewhat Describes What Happened To Me.

With All The Midterms Over, My Head Accidentally Got Rid Of The Assignments Together With It And Went Into Creative Mode... Result? 2 Poems In A Day. Okay, 2 Days, but Less Than 12 Hours.

Brain Started Clockworking And Ticking Right After Coming Back From Dinner (Damn... Regret Filling My Stomach To The Brim, Literally), Which Was Around 9 Or So, And Sat At My Corner In No.19 17/21b Street All The Way Till 4. Damn, I've Never Been So Proud Of My Own Brain For So Long, And The Said Deadly Sin Brought Me To And Locked Me In Heaven For 2 Whole Hours. Too Bad It Was Already 2am Or I'd Storm Out Of My Home And Laugh All My Pride Out.

Of Course, Nothing Advantageous Comes Without Their Disadvantages. My Case Is Waking Up At 830am Thanks To My Biological Clock. Don't Know What To Feel; Refreshed Or Tired. Woke Up Feeling Both, As If I Ran 10km In My Sleep...

Now Listening To, And Have Been For The Past Unknown Number Of Hours: Prayer (Nami Tamaki)