Everest

I have gone from baby steps to mountain peaks From building new bricks to smashing myself apart From new stitches to crumpling at the seams Now the peaks rise before me and I have nothing No matter how often my heart pounds away in my chest Or the breath falls out of my lungs I stand as tall as I can make myself Their love is the harness that grips me as I climb Mount Everest And only a touch of fear will hold me back Someday I will stand at the mountain's peak and build a home for myself Where the air is thin and the scenery stretches beyond the eye's capacity I may have been pushed down before /But it was not my fault/ And I will never leave my place from the mountain's peak

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