Tough Pill To Swallow

11/1/21 Ever since a child It's all been a vicious cycle Through all the tribulations and trials I was happy or I didn't smile Stuck for awhile, or got by with a different style Most obsessed with wealth and a prestigious title So much becoming malicious and vile People and their crooked ways Time courses on and wood decays Overall another terrible, I mean good day From it all there is much I took away It's no longer hitting home Or written in stone Much unknown and little known Honestly, mostly just muscle, skin and bones Nearby river stones And far from the kitchen stove Thinking differently and speaking with a different tone Several ghosts I was chasing During the quest and undertaking Getting through the barrier was backbreaking And painstaking With complacency or risk taking Freezing among the elements or baking Among it all there was continual head shaking And snaking People still hellraising Caught up on forsaking Therefore it always required wise decision making Through anything I was facing It can be a tough pill to swallow No need to wallow In misery and remain feeling hollow Doing things similar to Apollo Got to pave my own way, can't just follow For all this I've got no clever saying Blacks clouds overhead hanging Forever raining Situation never changing When will I truly ever be awaking