neglect.

It's happening so often that it's beginning to sound cliche.
Embarrassed to admit (again) that it has fallen into decay.
Not that it has been forgotten... that has never been the case...
It has always lingered along the fringes of my mind.
Perhaps it's part lazy or perhaps it's just fatigue.
Who says every day life isn't tiring?
Too daunting to get past the inertia of doing something,
When slumping in the couch is so much more tempting.
The days go by ever so fast when you're not looking;
Morning, noon, then evening.
And as the stretch of road ahead of you gets longer,
The urge to throw in the towel just gets stronger.
So many things in your life demand your time,
And truly there's only so much you can do.
When time is spent doing this thing,
There goes time to rest or for other things.