everyday the same search
deep within
today’s great though
i have something new
better than yesterday
backspace is assaulted
cracks visible
yet i go through
i have something new
better than yesterday
this time it’ll work
i have a feeling
this one is readable
i have something new
better than yesterday
it’s been so long
the pen has dried off
this is worth it
i have something new
better than yesterday
i had so much to say
all lost in time
was that worth it
waiting for something new
better than yesterday
waiting for perfection
i stopped being good
all i can show
edits of blank drafts
just like yesterday
striving to better
oft we mar what’s well
said shakespeare once
so here’s my imperfect poem
just like yesterday
