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<p id="69d6">I’ve tipped and sipped the groggy glass

a few too many times with every cheer and “who needs a beer?” and oh so many limes</p><p id="9cee">Tonight too much was wined and dined before the head caught on the place I’m in begins to spin my senses long since gone</p><p id="c9fe">But if I could resist the draft and toss back less a few keep at bay the swig and sway that tosses outward too</p><p id="a1c7">I’d be a better person then and sharper stabler still on the ball ‘stead of the bar with less ingest to fill</p><figure id="444c"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/1*3L9dCUPrO3p41ORtV5dRFg.jpeg"><figcaption>Photo by <a href="https://unsplash.com/@stri_khedonia?utm_source=unsplash&amp;utm_medium=referral&amp;utm_content=creditCopyText">Alice Pasqual</a> on <a href="https://unsplash.com/s/photos/drinking-shots?utm_source=unsplash&amp;utm_medium=referral&amp;utm_content=creditCopyText">Unsplash</a></figcaption></figure><p id="8d26">I’ve lost track of the time again it’s far too clever hid playing games and cutting frames that we supposedly did</p><p id="eb95">Far much too fun was had last night and farther still today as in my head I drown with dread and in this bed still lay</p><p id="8596">But if I could better set the time and stick to what I say rise when first the chime is heard and timely hit the hay</p><p id="9c96">I’d be a better person then or more alert at least have as much fun getting things done and much more inner peace</p><figure id="8b7d"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/1*_Kb

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o4sICOX1UA-jlB4P9uA.jpeg"><figcaption>Photo by <a href="https://unsplash.com/@cccintyaaa?utm_source=unsplash&amp;utm_medium=referral&amp;utm_content=creditCopyText">Cintya Marisa</a> on <a href="https://unsplash.com/s/photos/lazy-in-bed?utm_source=unsplash&amp;utm_medium=referral&amp;utm_content=creditCopyText">Unsplash</a></figcaption></figure><p id="f6ce">I’ve let the darkness back inside and let it bring me down I curl up in its underpin as cozy as a frown</p><p id="5c81">I wear its armor on my sleeve and hide for all to see as every tear ferments the fear of all I’ll ever be</p><p id="b03a">But if I could fight through the fog to lift my spirits high choose to hope instead of mope and find the strength to try</p><p id="64ba">I’d be a better person then and more resilient too able to thrive not just survive and face each day anew</p><figure id="fae0"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/1*HhZd0z7MjQShH3IdjO4xPA.jpeg"><figcaption>Photo by <a href="https://unsplash.com/@dani_franco?utm_source=unsplash&amp;utm_medium=referral&amp;utm_content=creditCopyText">Danie Franco</a> on <a href="https://unsplash.com/s/photos/depressed?utm_source=unsplash&amp;utm_medium=referral&amp;utm_content=creditCopyText">Unsplash</a></figcaption></figure><p id="1774">Each of these ticks and trends and traits has set the state I’m in but if habits like these happened with ease this rhyme would not have been</p><p id="6d9e">So I’ll take the good with the bad and see the silver line as I work yet on each habit to refine them all in time</p></article></body>

Bad Habits

If habits like these happened with ease, this rhyme would not have been.

Photo by Manan Chhabra on Unsplash

I’ve bitten more than I can chew I’ve done this times before it’s always the same and yet remains somehow to beg for more

I can’t stop biting what I hold the hands that feed and feel and if I can’t resist I’m told I’ll have nothing left to heal

But if I could just let go and put them calmly down take a deep breath and press reset and keep them bonny round

I’d be a better person then or wholer anyway and keep fit this forsaken mitt that’s picked on every day

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I’ve tipped and sipped the groggy glass a few too many times with every cheer and “who needs a beer?” and oh so many limes

Tonight too much was wined and dined before the head caught on the place I’m in begins to spin my senses long since gone

But if I could resist the draft and toss back less a few keep at bay the swig and sway that tosses outward too

I’d be a better person then and sharper stabler still on the ball ‘stead of the bar with less ingest to fill

Photo by Alice Pasqual on Unsplash

I’ve lost track of the time again it’s far too clever hid playing games and cutting frames that we supposedly did

Far much too fun was had last night and farther still today as in my head I drown with dread and in this bed still lay

But if I could better set the time and stick to what I say rise when first the chime is heard and timely hit the hay

I’d be a better person then or more alert at least have as much fun getting things done and much more inner peace

Photo by Cintya Marisa on Unsplash

I’ve let the darkness back inside and let it bring me down I curl up in its underpin as cozy as a frown

I wear its armor on my sleeve and hide for all to see as every tear ferments the fear of all I’ll ever be

But if I could fight through the fog to lift my spirits high choose to hope instead of mope and find the strength to try

I’d be a better person then and more resilient too able to thrive not just survive and face each day anew

Photo by Danie Franco on Unsplash

Each of these ticks and trends and traits has set the state I’m in but if habits like these happened with ease this rhyme would not have been

So I’ll take the good with the bad and see the silver line as I work yet on each habit to refine them all in time

Poetry
Self Improvement
Personal Development
Habits
Life Lessons
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