My Grave...yard shift

Another day... Another night, Bit by bit as I lose my might, Drained from the constant cycle, Keeping my will just to recycle. The beep and the boop, Sounds of a constant loop, Lacking the sound of silence, Hardly chases my patience. As I sat down on my scrubs, My body falls down while I crumbs, Waiting for the day where I shall rest, Thinking if all of this is just a test.