Poetry

119.

Alarm didn’t go off today,
so I slept a lot
and when I finally looked at the clock,
I flipped for a second and thought
“Oh shit, I’m late for work.”
But I was already at work.
Lockdown be blessed in a few ways,
and avoiding any commute
is one of the good effects.
I’m still not sure that I’m doing enough work,
but I must acknowledge
that I’m a pro at moving my own goalposts.
If I’m never good enough for myself,
how will I ever be good enough for someone else?
I’m trying
to go a little easier on me.
To appreciate all my efforts,
and be thankful that I even want to try.
Self love, you and I
will get us through this.

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