Kevin L.

A crack

Diverges across my mind,

Making unpredictable

Yet definite

Twists and turns

Probing every insecurity,

Fragmenting all integrity

Obscuring my perception

Of reality.

My morale in disarray,

Prioritizing horribly,

False dreams that once served

As the gas to my igniter.

Gone.

No longer the fuel to my fire,

Replaced by a pressure,

To stay true to myself.

But I have realized that perfection

Is impossible to reach,

Or even emulate.

And even the most

Earnest of motivation

Cannot instigate

Anything but a mere

Lackadaisical effort.

I have plummeted to an abyssal bottom,

Yet my mind is in the clouds.

There is smoke rising from my feet.

So high.

And still I climb.

But I feel a burden bear heavily on my shoulders,

And I think my neck is breaking.

But even if my bones break and crumble,

I will never slip or stumble.