Even giants
have holes
in their heart,
dark shadows
that haunt
the old parts
split valves
breaking from stress,

big biceps
trained for
self defense
against
a monster
in their past,

chest pressing
the pain
others
were expressing.

But these beasts
do not repeat
the abuse.

They use
the pain,

give it
a new name,

and strive to be
ever better
then the darkness
that conquered
other fellows.

No fear,
just leg day.

When you make the choice to embrace the iron
And deny voice to impatient desire
When your heart seeks a dark relief
And you dig deep to find belief
When you bare your teeth
To earn relief
And the lactase weeps
Body burns with heat to pay the fee
You pay with hurt to settle misery
And walk the streets secretly
With an invisible wreath
Body sings a symphony
To the pain you own
Hymns of control
A punishment that you will own
Admonishing through flesh and bone
Turning will to steel, form to stone
Teaching brain to heel as hearts atone
Till everything you feel is yours alone
And your own life feels like something you own
Iron inspired, regret retired, live in the moment
Heart may be heavy but you know you can hold it