Pique – (fit of)

Here we go uphill again…forgetting the easier times.
Focused on our hardship now; life sour as lemons & limes.

Sweat bleeding through like an open dam & looking soaked by rain.
Again, I push for my own sacrifice…opening a vein.

Heartbeat pounding it’s swish in my eardrums; fighting for my breath.
Fighting thru to reach the other side; still here, just shy of death.

Of course, I’m fine & flush with blood; endorphins making a round.
Euphoria comes & troubles melt-I’m high but still earthbound.

Then hardship’s pain evolves it’s form in trade for tired & sore.
After that, a heavy sleep & waking sure I’ll survive more.