A day can make a harder week
A week can make a month of pain
A month of pain a year so bleak
It feels like drowning in the rain

These are the little riddles in the middle of insane

A little bit can satisfy
A little more can saturate
An overdose can nullify
And even can obliterate

This is a truth from early youth you should incorporate

The pain in gain is absolute
The loss we lose is lost to time
These are the rules beyond refute
There is no certainty sublime

Not even in the meter or perfection of the rhyme

The thing that brings contentment now
Can later be a heavy weight
The face of grace is changing how
We rearrange our future fate

These are the laws of caustic cause that make survival great

The hope to cope with life and stress
Is just a product of the game
Do not deny your own success
Nor feel a need for useless shame

Just calculate and educate to fuel survival's flame

A thought or two from me to you
As thoughts display a varied face
Some thoughts are false - some thoughts are true
So choose a truth you can embrace

And may your days be free to play a part in every race