Do not disturb

I't seems that my power to write poems has left me temporarily. My skill of making rhymes is gone. The pressure of work is building up on me. It's now saturday and I'm still at the office. I am currently working on a module that should have been finished last thursday, Yet I'm only 2/3 complete. My team lead is getting anxious, asking me everyday when will my work be finished. I'm too tired, my mind is swirling. 4 days have passed since my mobile phone is dead. the battery is already drained. Yet I don't care anymore. It's better that way so that no one can anymore bother me. my work is piling up, I can't imagine what would happen next. I'm getting behind schedule every minute that I relax. Even wee-wee break should be minimal...