On my way up
Each step more difficult than the last
They say there is light at the end of the tunnel
But the clouds cover the mountain’s peak blocking my vision of the end
How much energy do I use?
How much do I save?
If I can’t see the end
All the while, I reflect on the journey that led me here
Filled with poor decisions and lack of purpose
Riddled with repeated history of unlearned lessons
Setback after setback, this mountain steepens
Searching for a reason or something to believe in
Demanding answers from the unseen world to keep me going.
Just when I have devised a plan to quit forever
The clouds slowly start to soften, less hazy now.
A voice calls out and says:
Your journey will be a guide for the next
Release control, let go
Your strength alone weakens you
Do not seek the end
Appreciate the climb
Expect a new beginning
Trust.