Still Hollow

6/27/22 A bit colossal It's awful Inside still hollow Painting pictures like Picasso Going against or the rest will follow Many that are ill and wallow F a pill bottle The same can be said for those that kill swallows There's no need to wait until tomorrow Or to remain filled with sorrow Far from done yet Lived to see another sunset It all started with one step Always nearby is lurking some threats Plus several dumb pests I can't stay upset Ready to face what's next In order to finally reach success It's unknown and in code But I'll do my best to decipher this Always been a quiet kid I admit Often was blind to it Paying little if any mind to it While staring at ashes inside a fire pit Then I started to find a grip Realizing there's no time to quit Not solely relying on a survival kit When a crisis hits I'll do it all not just dive and dip Was originally confined and tied too Occasionally hitting up a drive thru Eventually I changed my view No longer is it all quite new Tried and true Might just surprise you If I decide to Slide through For far too long, I was lied to For a better end, I'll join a night crew Effort bare minimal or hundred percent times two Never mind you This is far beyond a haiku Can't rely on being lucky A world revolving around money Shoutout to Bun B As well as Crocodile Dundee The same to Crunchy And Mumsy No matter when it gets gusty And if it's dusty I will not be fussy I'll be able instead of rusty Ready to handle it justly Because it can turn ugly Then bloody Suddenly Can't remain comfy In order to come out triumphantly No celebration or company It's typical like all this puppetry The same can be said for gluttony Seen rampant and abundantly