There is chemical warfare each day.
Our bodies are the battlefields.
Caffeine, nicotine, oxygen, carbon.
Sometimes, living involves a bargain.
Most times, success is a moving target.
There are elements we can’t forget.
Hard times compound as bonds
break. There are certain feelings
we can’t fake. There are chances
we must take. There will be days
we hate. All we can do is wait.
Our fate is to be determined. Still,
we fill ourselves with the will to
kill chemicals spilled. Chemicals
swirl inside where our demons hide.
Feelings go low, then high like a tide.
Life is like a wave we must ride.
Dopamine, serotonin, adrenaline,
and cortisol. We must balance it all.
Life is short. Make sure you walk tall.
IN YOUR DREAMS POETRY 