My discipline is waning,
Like that phase of the Moon.
Illumination decreasing,
Darkness fills the room.
Promises made to myself,
Trying hard to keep.
But, I’m tired, and exhausted,
Close my eyes, and try to sleep.
But, escaping the very problem,
Does nothing to correct.
Words without actions,
Have no positive effect.
Is there something I can take?
A pill or remedy?
Or, just reach deep inside.
For the determination in me.
Because, I know in the end,
Making excuses and whining,
Do not end aggravation,
I know the blame’s all mine.