Hindrance

Nothing left for me to do about it,
This week, this year, this life.
The waiting ceases to exist as a concept
And looms over me now with
Asphyxiating eyes.

("Damnit.")

Why does it have to be this way?
Because I didn't ask for this.
All it needs is a word from you
And it will be off my back.

I use my countless hours like pennies at an arcade
To win meaningless prizes that
Will get thrown away anyhow.
Nothing can come close to your diamond value.

My prideless words inflate you,
Boster your confident feathers.
They should.
(It pains me to promote meaningless malady.)

Your mouth facing me,
Your head turned away.

If only the follow-through were not Jell-O.
Like running fast in a dream, it's thick and frustrates.
I want the punch to land you for me,
But my pride stands mental guard now,
And you take advantage of the distraction to walk away.