Poem: Something About Tomorrow

I have a HUGE problem with putting things off. I call myself a Pro-crastinator because sometimes I do my best work under self inflicted time restraints but it really is a terrible habit.

Short poem.


Something about tomorrow,
The tomorrow that never comes.
The far off notion.
"I'll get the work done."

It tricks and it deceives
A noble heart's intent.
A false promise.
Always present, it circumvents. 

The true nature
Of this many faced beast:
It is ourselves
Who help us the least.