One whole week.
That's how long I held it together.
One whole week.
Now everything's slipping
and it's only a matter of time before it all crashes down on me.
Promises are being broken,
pledges to do better are being destroyed,
and dreams are being trampled by reality.
I shouldn't have pushed everything off,
but I'm surprised it lasted this long.
I'm a disappointment to myself,
but the worst feeling is that I've disappointed others.
I've let them down.
I made a promise, a commitment,
and I can't even keep that.
I had a responsibility.
I let them down.
I can't keep a simple promise-
hell, I can barely keep my eyes open long enough to think about it.
Everything is just a long cycle of sleeping and being only half awake,
and I suppose it's the only reason I haven't lost it yet.
But any day now
I'll have my wake up call.
I hope it comes soon
but at the same time, I dread that day.
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PoetryA thing. A thing in which I write some poetry. I've never really written much poetry, so... yeah. Exciting. It can get spooky sometimes. (By spooky, I mean that it can get dark. Trigger warning in advance, just in case.) Tread lightly. I'm obviously...