The Journey
Raging fire fills your veins.
Every cell cries out in pain.
The rush of agony feeds adrenaline.
Then you come crashing down; fatigue sets in.
Curling in upon your core.
Body aching, tired, and sore.
Your eyelids drop, heavy with sleep.
Then tears fall as you begin to weep.
Is there no end to the pain you keep?
Is there no reprieve in the deep?
Like waves breaking upon the shore.
The pain eventually recedes until it is no more.
Resolve pours into your mind and soul.
This, too, shall end; you will be made whole.
Just hold onto the sparks of life in the midst of the pain and strife.
For though, some time here you will spend.
This is the journey, not the end.
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