Nearly Over

A Poem by Isolophobe

This will be over in a second

I tell myself

At the start of each day.

Not knowing what is worse between

Anticipation

and hesitation.

Years have inched their way through my conscious

And I've fallen a few times in each.

Whoring myself for an honorable mention

And a state of mind I can't escape.

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Added on April 2, 2009

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a long time