Shattered Habit
Idle hands work, yet another drink poured,
Joint fresh rolled, pleas from sanity ignored,
Repeated routine, the same old here's,
We live for the moment that spans the years,
Fooling ourselves that this is a good path,
Notice not its grasp, slow poisoned heart,
While those good times hold, we sit, we laugh,
Proclaim that our great stupidity's smart,
Stagnation where wisdom should grow,
That day of dreams shall remain ever elusive,
With our minds left wild, left too long fallow,
Nothing from procrastination turns conclusive,
It's time to put those hard etched habits away,
It's time, for me at least, to seize this day.
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