I’ve been thinking about writing.

Just thinking that is.

Each morning determined.
By noon, determination fades.
By evening, it’s completely gone away.

I console myself with,
“Tomorrow is the day…”

Yet it isn’t.

Each day, I fail to do the things I need,
Even though I know what to do and how.

Time passes leaving me no closer to what I want
(And in terms of to do’s more bogged down) –

Only more discouraged & disappointed that I don’t have
The strength & courage to move myself forward.

A thought which drains me,
Taking me even further away –

Deluding & indulging myself by saying,
Another day…”




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