Too long had I wallowed in nothingness
Too lazy to change the course of things
Promising self every day…
One day I will, I will one day.
Unsurprisingly that one day never ever dawned
Tantalized from afar
Beckoning me with a wicked smile
For it knew I had not the courage to face it.
Nor the stomach to take the consequences
I preferred to shroud myself
Living a life half-lived
Till one day
My hand out of its own volition picked up the pen
And my words came out like a gushing stream
Irrevocable, iridescent, irreverent
Charting their own course
With nary a thought for me
And I sat back askance
As I watched them take a life of their own.