Procrastination
Second in a series of inverse poems
By Morgan Rhianna BlandPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read
Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash
Beckoning evil procrastination.
The ignoble art of stagnation
Paralyzes us, trapped in our comfort zone
Taking forever to get nothing done
Mindless, menial tasks completed
While priorities go unheeded
With every passing minute, dread builds
Like a snowball barreling downhill
Too much to do in too little time
A mad dash starts, tripping at the finish line
As another dream dies in vain,
Only chronic failure remains
About the Creator
Morgan Rhianna Bland
I'm an aroace brain AVM survivor from Tennessee. My illness left me unable to live a normal life with a normal job, so I write stories to earn money.
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