May 2018
Step by step, uphill
Then down, striving
To the top, this is
The final countdown.
Seeing the end, exhausted
And holding back a
Mental breakdown.
Blood, sweat and tears
The lack of oxygen,
Leaving me stumbling
So high in the atmosphere.
As I climb I break
through my greatest fears,
This is a war with myself,
A crucible greater than
No other. Climbing higher
My eyes begin to open,
Everything is clear.
The end is near.
This place is holy,
Something I can’t bare,
As if I observe my
Every move with my
Subconscious.
I’ll leave here free
Of toxins, spiritually found,
Sinless and Flawless.
Then down, striving
To the top, this is
The final countdown.
Seeing the end, exhausted
And holding back a
Mental breakdown.
Blood, sweat and tears
The lack of oxygen,
Leaving me stumbling
So high in the atmosphere.
As I climb I break
through my greatest fears,
This is a war with myself,
A crucible greater than
No other. Climbing higher
My eyes begin to open,
Everything is clear.
The end is near.
This place is holy,
Something I can’t bare,
As if I observe my
Every move with my
Subconscious.
I’ll leave here free
Of toxins, spiritually found,
Sinless and Flawless.
This poem is about finding yourself and the hardships that tend to come with it, as the process may be difficult for most people, just keep climbing, find your personal biases, stand by what you believe in. make a difference first with yourself before trying to be something else other than what you are meant to be. This can hard, and I wanted to put that in words.
