At a mountain peak nature speaks . But fears become heavy and the air becomes tight .

The mountain is too high to scale !

Am I going pale ?

Do I get up and bail ?

Just take a breath and inhale .

Doubt begins to sink as I begin the descent down , as I give in with a frown . As negativity forms a wave intoxicating my brain , but there only my determination to blame.

Try to distract me from the fact I’m losing track of time , The way my mind persists to make a list of each risk , all the dangers the stand before my destination.

my efforts are worth nothing I can’t stop coughing .

All you do is complain about the uneven terrain or the way pain claims my body and leaves me in strain.

I cant scale the mountain peak .

Maybe I am weak .