Fearful and lonely,
Staring mindlessly at the unfathomable mountain.
A beast was forming in my soul,
A battle of love and hate,
Courage and fear plaguing me.
Thrills and chills,
No one's winning the battle,
Would I, Should I, Could I,
But no one's in the saddle,
Controlling what I do.
Dragged and Dazed,
They take me up the mountain,
The Mountain Men.
Regardless of my weak pain,
And the dreadful feeling of evil,
I let them take me.
Right or Wrong,
I don't know which is which.
Trapped in life,
The two extremes of love and hate,
One way out,
That I can see.
Fearless and Befriended,
We share the burden together.
We climb the mountain,
To escape the craziness of our lives.
Though our loved ones told us not to,
That there was another way;
We were ignorant.
We climbed the mountain,
And leaped into space.
In a split second,
you realize who you are,
Why you should have listened to your loved ones.
You are not one of them,
Mountain men.
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