Today is a struggle,
To put these words down,
Understand their value
The weight they bare.
Today is my lost opportunity,
To fill the page,
With my definitions,
And clarify what I meant.
Today, I will write off,
Scratch all these notes,
Pretend these words
Never existed.
Today, I will forgive myself
For wasting this time,
Creating unfinished beginnings,
Dropping the threads of the story.
Today, I will look to tomorrow
And accept that there will
Always be days like
Today.
© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy
