Staring up at the high elevation,
Here I am immobile,
My legs, extremely sore
From the long distance run,
My goal is to reach the top.
As my foot take the first step,
My arms grab hold of the railing,
To hold and support my body,
Pain overwhelmed me entirely.
I looked up again,
A new perspective,
Determined to reach my goal,
Knowing too well the difficulties,
The struggle of every step taken.
Time, mocking me,
Strangers passing me by with ease,
Some would run and walk up,
While others casually go down.
Along my way,
I’d often look back,
The accomplishments attained,
A smile curved up my lips.
Alas, I’ve reached the top,
And saw the door to my home,
Limping forward,
Keys in my hand,
Finally unlocking the door to my life.
Author notes
The struggle of understanding myself and my future.
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