Procrastination

No motivation
To do what needs
To be done until the
Last possible mintute
A force pulls her backwards
And tells her to wait
Making her crazy
Making her hate
Unexplainably tired
She puts it all off
And waits for tomarrow
A day where the work
will never be done
Waiting this way
Will never be fun
To escape she
needs to dream
Waiting to focus
on reality is not
as easy as it seems
I need to be elsewhere
I can't stay here
Stuck in this current
State of mind where I
Hold on and push off
Two standards
Two boundaries
That keep me from
The REM Cycle
The one place
Where logic
evaporates
completly
A place
to be
me
A
completly
hidden
and
safe
version
of myself

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