Mudslide

I’m walking through the rough roads, Losing traction in my current situation. There is no scheme or death trap, It’s a springboard to my launchpad. A stirring is taking place during this hour, Disruption and shift are in motion. It’s getting messy and uncomfortable, I sense climate change is in effect. Discouragement comes and goes, But life won’t be full of woes. Lately I’ve been stressing out, I just hope it doesn’t take me out. I’ve survived tough roads in the past, So I know I’m built for this, and to last. Another chance to grow and learn, That’s what milestones make a major turn.