The boy who never fails to fall

To the boy whose hands keep slipping,
I see you climbing this mountain,
This mountain that was birthed from pain
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You've fallen to it's rocky bottom on occasion
Not once, not twice, but a number of times you don't care to count,
Somehow you always manage to get up and try again
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It isn't determination that drives you to it's utopian top
Nor is it courage that moves you to conquer this
It is a desperation from deep in your soul,
A desperation not to die but to acquire some semblance of relief
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Now you wish to close this channel,
This pathway to your anguished mind,
Perhaps because you feel tired,
Of climbing this impossible mountain
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Do you wish to rest?
To close your eyes to reality and never wake?
To sink into a land of dreams and unshattered glass?
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I have no words of comfort to offer
Nor do I come bearing encouragement
For my hands are quite occupied and full
Climbing the other side of this very mountain
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However, I do have one thing to say
But I know your ears are tired of being told what to do,
So I'll whisper to my words to your eyes instead
And pray they're listening, not shut in dreams
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I urge you not to cut this off,
This door to your darkened mind
For to those of us whose hearts bleed,
Punctured by the broken shards of a shattered mind,
Your works are soothing salves
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End this dance If you must
For the steps might soothe me yet break your feet
But keep in mind nine words as truth,
No one is worth the price of your soul


Signed: A. O. Kaiser


26 Sept 2019