cycles
We reminisce on the past
while coping with the present,
all while hoping to live with no resentment.
But at some point we gotta question
why we get caught in a cycle of similar lessons.
I can’t tell you how many times
my childhood showed up after a glass of wine.
How a bottle of Henny was the only thing keeping me alive,
and the fulfillment of momentary satisfaction left me crying.
You know why they say history repeats itself?
Not only do we gotta break generational curses for ourselves
but we gotta break out of humanity's pursuance of power and wealth.
If you keep doing the same thing how will you evolve?
Change can suck ass but it’s necessary, don’t dissolve
into your habits.