The Drive

Haven't written in a long time,

So this poem might be incoherent,

But my feelings are clear,

And my thoughts are fluent,

On my quest to be a better person,

I know I've slipped up many times,

But the drive in me never stops,

It climbs,

The mind is dysfunctional,

Poisoned by society,

A dark muse for our ego,

An enemy to sobriety,

I want to be a better person,

Burn bridges no more,

I want friends not enemies,

Be rich in the heart even if I'm poor,

To change myself as a whole is a journey but,

I'll never forget a saying by a teacher of mine,

How do you eat an elephant?

One piece at a time.

I've been sedentary for too long,

Like too many hits from a bong,

Every day is like a same old song,

Time to change before time is gone,

I've been in a slumber my mind is lazy,

But now that I've been jolted awake, I'm ready,

Going to grab those goals with my hand steady,

And take life seriously, meticulously, ridiculously.

Very awesome!

^Thanks mate!

Time to put my cards on the table,

This is the truth, no lies, no fables,

I have a problem with spending money,

Money I don't have and money I spend blindly,

I do it to fill a hole deep inside me,

And I sometimes wonder how I can do it so calmly,

Dropping hundreds of dollars without thinking twice,

Pulling the trigger on purchases cold as ice,

Don't even stop to think about how this is nice,

Just buying non-stop to feed my vice,

Now I'm aware and this ends tonight,

Tomorrow is a new day, a new fight,

End of the tunnel I can see the light,

Out of the hole not quite,

But I'm climbing, climbing now with all my might.