When you think you have it figured out
Thoughts out in the open, heart turned in
Complacent that things will lead to summits
Hurdles of ego-centrism ruins what was to be perfect
The climb becomes anger, confusion and sadness
A feeling not for an unhealthy heart
But rather for a hard one to endure the cruelty
Crumble to the ground in pieces
Thinking of next step, next strategy
Giving up is not the MO
Breaking, hurting, bleeding
Love will win
Walk, run
Meeting of the souls and hearts
Will take place, even if it means in different worlds
Patience will be there
But best, confidence is the engine
It will take us where you and I need to be
Want to be, or at least
It is my dream
Understanding it is another story
The story we all want forgotten
or real.