The Mountains

The mountains

All these mountains I have to climb
With no guidance, many walls I find
Everything becomes too tall
Another insurmountable incline

I have found that when I rise
You push me down into a pit
I scramble to the the top
But never really filling it

You make me strong, only to make me weak
I try to find my underneath
For what was there before
There is nothing there at all.

I can’t find the light, I am suffering
I lose track of where I should begin
You are a mountain, I never win
You are the pit I have fallen in.

I wish I had the tools to follow through
With everything you gave me, I am still losing
I don’t know where to go
All these walls are just one empty hole

I am no longer here, I have given in.