Stop at Nothing!
Mountains to climb
Large waves hitting my face
Deep jungles all around
Cloudy, misty morning
Eyes drooped
Feeling lethargic
Counting every sweat
Feeling every pulse
Rustlings of leaves outside
Is it going to rain?
Or is the darkness continue to linger
even the sun feels cold
yet another passing day
with thoughts more scattered than broken glass
may it pass, Oh beloved
may it pass!
