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Dirty Closet
It’s hard not to judge yourself once the fog finally lifts.
I’m clearer today.
I hate my yesterdays.
How did I let it all get so messy.
My internal and external closets over flowing with years of procrastinated nonsense.
I held on to it all because I was determined to make use of every.single.fucking.thing. Waiting for the perfect time to execute.
When you don’t let go, you hold back. Because there is no room to move forward.
It’s too exhausting to move from all the weight.
Anyone addicted to clean slates?
There’s a fine line between a fresh start, and being a quitter....
It takes wisdom to understand how the growth is had.
I hope today, that I’ve come closer to knowing this.
I’m clearer today.
I hate my yesterdays.
How did I let it all get so messy.
My internal and external closets over flowing with years of procrastinated nonsense.
I held on to it all because I was determined to make use of every.single.fucking.thing. Waiting for the perfect time to execute.
When you don’t let go, you hold back. Because there is no room to move forward.
It’s too exhausting to move from all the weight.
Anyone addicted to clean slates?
There’s a fine line between a fresh start, and being a quitter....
It takes wisdom to understand how the growth is had.
I hope today, that I’ve come closer to knowing this.
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