The Shrinking Barrier Poem by Achim Wollscheid

The barrier of time shrinks, the hours speed away.
I find my eyes opening to the sound of an alarm,
And that is the only thing from day to day.
I truly miss the comfort of sleep,
I'd never trade it for the world.
In and out, all the time, it hurts me deep;
To be at rest in my home again,
It would be delightful,
But I don't see the sun behind this rain.
There is so much work to be done.
I want to lay in a field
To quit life's constant run.
The hours don't expand, there is never time enough.
There is only the daily rush,
It is only the neverending rough.