Jarred.

Once again plans fall to the wayside.
Too much to do and not enough time.
Not enough energy,
To make it past the line.
Now it will spill over,
In to another day.
I have the best intentions,
But life gets in the way.
You know what you want to do,
But responsibilities exist.
You want to honour the chance you were given,
After the jarring twist.
Life does not allow for perfect timing.
Random means things can prove hard,
But I want to meet the challenge,
Though my soul was knocked and jarred.