Looking Past the Blur
By Kenneth R. Cabrieto

     Waking up late everyday again.
     I seem to have lost my focus.
     My drive has gone missing as well.
     Looking around - it's a mess.
     The list of things to do only grows longer.
     Little problems have been fixed
     But I'm still broken
     And I'm still broke.
     Sidetracked.
     Haunted.
     Lost.

     I must reclaim the hold I had.
     This isn't the time to go crazy.
     Evermore must not crumble again.

     -02.26.04