The fight is like an endless struggle to keep your head above water…
It’s that yearning for the solace that never attends you…
The fight is pushing forward, through those holding you back,
That want to change, to bring change, to see change…
The fight is the 16 hour day and those 7 day weeks,
Tirelessly crawling towards the end gain…
The fight is within us, it goes on without us,
We are lost in it and consumed by it and it hurts as you find your place…
The fight is that pain that lets you know you you’re still alive,
As the bell rings and the water comes to your lips and you endure another round…
The fight is the peace that binds us, united in our focus,
For a life without fear or anxiety, for a life which simply offers more time…
The fight is my journey and your own, we travel this pace together,
And for those that quit before they met their ambition,
The fight does not salute their efforts, in implores them to readjust,
A thinking that’s deflated, can only be reborn or lost…
The fight is why I’ll be here tomorrow…
The fight in another day, a fresh approach…
The fight is my existence, with every promise it might eventually reveal,
I fight forward, to find calm, to find the happy, to envelope myself in my family and being,
The fight can be won, but what are you fighting for?
THE BIPOLAR BUSINESSMAN 