Wrong direction

I'm heading in the?
Wrong direction.
Why is that so?
The temptation.
What is the source?
My accommodation.
How is it to be solved?
My determination.

In the wrong direction I head,
Wondering where would it lead.
Even when I know shit,
That it leads to hell's pit,
I convince myself I don't know,
And I continue going with the flow.

I say I am comtemplating,
The truth is?
I'm procrastinating.
I know it is contradicting;
I know it sounds unconvincing.
But I know those similar feels something;
That what I've said ain't no bluffing.
You know as well this shit's annoying.
You hammer it down and it comes back,
As though you did nothing.
You put up some impressive mental-fighting,
No matter how energy and time-consuming.
But at the end of the struggling,
You will still give in,
To this unbeatable curse of delaying...
You still end up surrendering.

I know what this leads to, too.
I ain't no bloody fool.
Despite that, I still do what I do.
I am a complete fool.

It's time to fill in what I lack;
Harsh determination to put me back on track.
My schedule shall be fully packed,
To bring my lost time back.

The wrong direction's destination,
I show no appreciation.
For what I want, is achievement;
What I want, is self-satisfaction.
I do not seek annihilation;
I do not like disappointment.

So what shall I do?
Seek motivation.
Why motivation?
To breed determination.
With determination?
I change my direction.
With a change of direction?
I have changed my destination.

-GreyKliche