it hits you,
sometimes hard, other times mild,
other times like a never ending torrent of hailstorms
it's even harder to accept because
you been there before,
and each time you promised yourself
it could be better.
or there was a better way,
you are better than this!!! You bang your head against the wall
But you've been here a thousand times,
there seems to be no way out except the murky
waters
of resignation,
Going with the flow,
If the tides are good, then you are good
If the storms get you, then even better
But you are better at not getting better
it pains you not
when you are hurtling down the road
of bad decisions,
because, because
you can afford it.
It could be better,
It could be worse,
It does not matter anymore
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