back at it
…honestly.
it’s been a minute since I’ve written
it’s like i’ll reach for the pencil
but, it just drifts in the distance
no excuses,
i know
getting good, it takes commitment
the scary thing isn’t wanting more
it’s just finding balance in contentment
releasing all resentment
replays
repeating over and over
till this carbon copy leaves an imprint
just a little defense for the future
to prevent
them from making
the same mistakes i made