stepbacks

I've tried and I've lied lied about trying, belying desires I had a fire, and I wasn't to be denied but I've been stuck in a quagmire I wanted to write once every day a year gone by, each with something to say but nay, to my vices I am prey ravaged and savaged where I lay but growth doesn't come in leaps it comes little by little, step by step the hole I dug for myself is deep so my legend will be told slowly as I crept