no sympathy for the lazy

I don’t sympathize
with myself when I don’t get
a bit of work done.

I punish myself
with negative thoughts and hate
what I have become.

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Moving back in with my parents last week has been incredibly hard to adjust to.

I have barely had a few moments alone besides late at night when everyone is sleeping and therefore haven’t been getting enough good sleep.

Worst thing: I have been paralyzed, feeling like I don’t have a thing to say, feeling like I am failing myself over and over again every day that I don’t reach toward my goals.

It makes me feel crazy.

How can I feel like I have nothing to say?

I have everything to say, I am just scared to say anything; I am just scared of everything.

Just start, just start, just start.

I have no sympathy for myself when the only thing that’s holding me back is me.

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It’s passion.

“It starts off like climbing a tree or solving a puzzle – poetry, if nothing else, is just fun to write. But deeper into each and every piece, you no longer hesitate to call it work. It’s passion. A poet’s sense of lyrical accomplishment is then his food and water, his means of survival.”
― Criss JamiKillosophy