Paul Sebastian

Died Feeling Comfortable - Poem by Paul Sebastian

Safe I was in my pool of water
I felt comfortable, like a king
Work and discipline didn’t matter
Should I? Have enough of everything!

Heat of comfort-zone slowly built
Excuses I made, didn’t budge a bit
Adapted to change with true grit
Unaware the heat got me cooked!

He could have jumped out, but didn’t!
Excuses had he to live on in comfort zone
Had he heeded advice, die he needn’t
Waiting countless died, bleaching bones!


Topic(s) of this poem: excuses

Comments about Died Feeling Comfortable by Paul Sebastian

  • (10/29/2015 11:02:00 AM)

    when the going gets good that's the time to be cautious
    the comfort zone is indeed a dangerous place
    thanks Paul-10
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 29, 2015

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