Mark W. Poet Rhyme

Discipline

Discipline is doing what you hate like you love it
Asking for more when you are past the point of quit
The dying of an old spirit to let a new one in
Forcing progression with a bittersweet grin
Just when it seems completely futile
When all you can feel seems abysmal
That is autophagy taking over
Out will come thyself leaner 
Stripped of detritus 
No longer a novice

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