September

I take a break

Get out of my seat

And take ten paces

Up and down this small room

Repeat

Hands in my hair

I can almost feel the sweat

I look around the space

Messed up with crumpled paper

And coffee stains

An unmade bed

I twist my shoulders

Close my eyes shut

Breathe in

Let out a sigh

Open my eyes again to see

The sunlight streak in and

Light up the dust that is yet to settle

Nine months deep

Stress at breaking point

Taunt and tied up

Frozen in time

The world begins its cycle

Every January

My world is here

Stuck in September