Middle of the night,
Lie awake in dismay,
Over indulged,
The previous day.
Go back to sleep,
With a promise to me,
Don’t do that again,
Of this I’m free.
A few days go by,
On my best behavior.
I feel success.
About face from failure.
Nose to the grindstone.
Just working hard.
Think I’ll go out.
Time for rewards.
Laughing and joking,
Out on the town.
Kick up my feet,
Then homeward bound.
Hop into bed.
Off to needed sleep.
Wake up again,
Feel failure down deep.
Then I think about,
An idea instead.
Remember not to forget,
Keep this in my head.
We aware of how bad,
To be awake in the night.
That argument within,
My inward fight.
If before the urge,
To go out and play,
Remember how bad,
I’d feel the next day.
Remind myself to keep,
That promise to me.
Don’t overindulge,
Of dread and angst, be free.