Futility

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Stagger, stumble, lurch

reach, reach, reaaach!

Step after step after bloody step

Sacrifices your stepping stones

You climb, and you climb

You Body: Battered

You Spirit: Shattered

You Soul:

Eyes glazing over

But squinting, you see glinting

in the distance.

The Prize, the goal, the climax of your story

You are brimming with energy

and you are alive

Alive and overflowing with life

Done.

Achieved.

Finished.

The story has reached the climax

and the cover is about to close

You conquered the mountain

and now there is no more

The energy drains

the crown slips from your gray

gray lifeless hands and lies glinting

in the sun

And the throne is too large

and cold

So you get off

and live a life of gray death

waiting in hope for color 

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