To What Stayed
The Three Letters to Decay is a poetry series I wrote on my procrastination.
To What Stayed
(The Reckoning)
You made delay feel like design.
Each plan I broke, you called it mine.
You told me, “Wait, it’s not yet time.”
And sold me rot disguised as rhyme.
I do not blame you. That’s the sin.
I wore you like a second skin.
I let you speak. I let you steer.
And every step, you whispered fear.
No war was fought. Just silence spread.
You kept me still. You kept me fed.
But now I name you. Slow and plain.
You are not comfort. You were chain.
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