You forge down the path set by others
Fighting against the befallen curse
Unable to break free from the chains
Destined to continue down the desolate trail
Gazing across the tracks to where you want to be
Unable to make any progress against the restraints
The endless struggle
Against the unchanging tides
The constant exertion wearing you down
At the point of oblivion
A bright light comes into view
Forever changing your fate
One day you will look back at this bare, trampled ground
Covered by nothing more than the worn footsteps
And reflect on what got you to where you are
© Kristen Ricketts 2017
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