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.