I’ve forgotten the simple pleasures that exist within a routine.
Out of the shower,
I emerge from the steam.
No longer is my day decisively daunting, no more exists this irrational fear.
I am confident.
My head is clear.
The drastic offset that occurs whenever I fail to compete these acts is often catastrophic.
It has to continue.
I must not stop this.
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BrettNotGreg
-Thirty-something enigma with a wide spectrum of interests.
-Heavily anchored in poetry.



Comments (3)
Very well done! Heartfelt and well written.
Powerful work!
"I must not stop this." Well put, great poem!