Never Giving Up

It's called never give up;
not give in forever.
The ego in a cup
is unwinding the tether;
let the angst flow away
and put us together
for another day
can feel like never.
I want you to notice,
see me when I'm clever,
when you'll know this
will be under good weather.
There's pain everywhere,
I accept pulling the lever
because in these nightmares
I visualize we become better;
optimism is supreme
so emotion I don't sever
because pain is a beam
as happiness is an ever;
symbiotic metaphors
are flavors I feather
in between poetic choirs
to which I grow peppered.
The seasoning of life is Me
as sadness had dithered,
I lived yet died out an epiphany;
a flower grows - while one had withered.