Procrastination

I groan in exasperation;
stretch my feet in hopelessness,
and realize it may be
an impossible feat.

Yet you always come through
for me.....
like an enemy I've known
as coarse, yet somehow
I've always invited in,
by the foolish excitement
of putting me first
instead
of what I'm called to do.

(The next time you take me,
I may not regain my
s a n e
mind).

You're my one
s t r a n g l i n g
weakness, that creeps up
silently
then awakes me loudly
to the sound of
an unfinished day.....

and as my elbows
fall on the table,
I will remember
the sleep you took
and the good judgment
I could have had....

- Written 1/31/2012 @ 12;42 AM
- This is how I truly truly feel right now. A big fault of mine that I will have to deal with the consequence!