Cursed

Of the many curses

Life has inflicted upon me

Hyper ambition is one of the worst

And one of the most destructive

5 Clydesdales of will

Pulled me in 5 different directions

All at once

A business, a band, a job, contraband and women

My soul exploded under the pressure

And shards stuck in the ceiling

It took me months to recover

Still finding pieces of myself

In the vents and the drywall

And so

Of the many things to keep in mind

An important one

Is not to over extend myself

Bite off more than I can chew

While still being productive

And getting a few things done

Oh yes, the curses are a terrible thing

May they never raise their face again

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