A drive
That feeds a quest
It pushes my legs
To rise

What comes to those with
No drive as I
Do they dwell at the bottom of the pit
Maybe to them, life means no much

For the exhausted
The ill willed
Whose charm has found demise
Do they live or simply exist

To live, a choice?
A decision?
An action?
Whom by

Do we control what happens next
Or the tape rolls from heaven
And our lives ascribed
Before lived

The pain dwellers
Agony seekers
Joy wrestlers
Uneasy campers

Does light shine only on some
And chooses to ignore others
Is it a fight to reach the light
What happens when you're the light's spotlight