Habits Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Habits



All throughout many years following routines, not veering
from them only because they happen to be habits in our
lives.

At times, wanting, wishing, hoping for a reprieve from it
all, seeing no way out.

Falling into a rut, losing hope, listlessly fearing an
event that will take us from the existence of our lives
for good at some time in this life.

Monday, December 22, 2014
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