I resent it
This brutal climb
The pain I feel
Each time I rise
I know it’s worthwhile
That freedom is at the top
But does the climb to get there
Have to cost so much?
It burns my insides
Makes me retch in pain
But I do not want to live with
The pain of staying the same
So upward I climb
With all of my might
Knowing that there will be daylight
After this long night
Cost of Recovery


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