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My mountain
Mecca
Life is a never ending mountain,
Ive been trying to reach the top,
But every now and then I slip down.

Sometimes there's a brave soul,
climbing with me,
but they have all given up on me.

My good choices while climbing,
this mountain, has given me natural elevation.
But right after it my foot slips.

Damn! why can't I stay on.

My emotions have now taken over.
Where are all these boulders coming from?
Is it impossible for me to think straight anymore?

It's dark and pitiful,
doing this alone,
If i had help,
maybe someone helping,
to push me up.

BS! I can do this alone.
Ive been strong this far,
I don't need anyone's help.

I'm going to climb this mountain alone..



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