Unfinished: A Poem
I’ve wasted a lot of time in my life
Equating being busy to being successful.
Multiple deadlines, overwhelming projects,
With nothing but nervous energy to push them towards completion.
Some projects do get finished,
But only if they were created for someone else.
Personal goals get shoved in a corner,
To gather dust alongside abandoned pastimes.
Sometimes it’s out of boredom,
Sometimes it’s out of apathy,
Sometimes it’s because
my attention span has run out.
Whatever the reason,
I’m surrounded by unfinished
Books,
Video games,
TV shows,
Paintings,
Knitted scarves,
Cross-stitched scenes,
Notebooks,
DIY decorations,
Poems,
