Tomorrow I will leave for holiday.
Hours earlier then my usual alarm
whilst the sun still hovers
around the corner of the horizon
I'll drag myself out of my cozy slumber
forcing my eyes to peel open
all to board the plane.

It's booked at an early time, of course
so I can leave here faster?
or
so I can experience more?
either way I will
attempt to run from my mind
all the way around the world
as if racing the sun
but no matter what
my mind will always be faster
it will always beat me,
just not before taunting me
whilst I huff and puff
and it sings a melodical tune of hatred.