It's a Habit



I put things off 


and when the deadline comes 

I panic

I cry

I ask why

Why does God do this to me

God smiles. Helps me.

Everything is okay again.

Selfishly, I




Thank you for comments and constructive critisicm in advanced.

Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.


If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741