The Climb pt 1
Round and Around,
I go again,
As my pain reminds me
That it has defeated me once again
It feels different thus time
This time i feel hopeful
And ready
To start again
I once again began to climb
Up the mountain of recovery
Where boulders of numbing sadness
Roll and crush me to the point of giving up
And returning to warm embrace of paralysing slumber
Climbing that mountain was better than
Giving up and staying on the ground
Even with being crushed by the boulders
Of my self inflicting depression
Trying to stop me
It only makes me want to
Keep going
I do not onow what is at the top
If it is happiness
Or simply mor trail to trek
The chance of me being myself again...
Scratch that
Better than myself
Is the only thing
That I need to ebcourage me
False hope or even real hope
Is better tjan nothing
So climb we me
as we get happier
Or sadder with each day
Is beneath are feet
But at leadt it was all worth it
BECAUSE WE ARE ALL WORTH IT.
