“Lost Progress”
By Ashley O’Hare
A hundred days pass
and I have yet to make any progress.
In the race of life,
I’m sitting at dead last.
I wish there was someone to blame
besides the person in the mirror.
I wish I had the strength
to make a grand life change.
But opportunities come and go
and I wave them “goodbye.”
I can’t make myself chase them
Until I am whole.
The leads on my lost pieces
have sent me on wild goose chases.
I’d have better luck
ironing out my heart’s creases.
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