I think i can…

i should be used to it by now.
the little voice in my head,
speaking thoughts of
actions unfulfilled.
control breaks upon
decisions weighed.
ideation wanders
unrealized until
confronted with
its reflection.


Remembering what happened and more

memory is a touchy subject
because it has a tendency
to elaborate.
facts lived are
more adamantly detailed
upon recollection,
but during such
reflections are mirrored
the ideals of misconception.
preconception tends the
grounds of deception.