Sometimes you can't help but sit back and think,
Where did my life go? What happened to me, what have I done with my life?
Knowing that you could've changed the direction in which your were going is the thing that hurts the
most of all.
Now it seems like you're in an endless hole,
falling deeper and deeper with every moment that passes.
With every breath you take,
the deeper you travel into this never ending ditch.
Losing hope and realizing there is almost no chance of escaping,
you give up and throw in the towel.
Just before you hit rock bottom, though,
there's that little glimpse of hope brought to you by a little light shown on the problem.
The light then gets brighter and brighter. Almost blinding.
Suddenly, things change and the light seems farther away than ever.
Unable to recover from the lost time,
you fall into the very bottom of the ditch, landing right on your a**.
Sitting there in shame, wondering how it could've been better, feeling sorry for yourself because you
didn't get what you wanted out of life.
Falling off the path you had initially set for yourself.
There's no worse feeling than regret.
The feeling of falling will forever be a part of my life because procrastination will always be present.