Procrastinsation

What to do? Oh what to do?
My whole world has become a darkening blue
All this unseen labor, and without a clue
When will it all come Due?
Scurry! Hurry! Blind Fury!
This life of mine has become oh so blurry
All these responsibilities coming up, all in such a mass flurry
All I have done now is worry
As the spectrum closes I see now
What to do? But it all ends how?
Without a hope in the world
How did my world come so unfurled?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Mehta Avatar
May 13, 2011 at 2:33 PM
Procrastination is the thief of time, Ryan, you have curb it growing.
Johnson Avatar
May 11, 2011 at 5:20 PM
Great rhyme scheme(: And imagination behind this poem! Welcome to Soup!!(:
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