Struggling to escape
climbing from these fiery pits
straining every muscle
and yet falling deeper
Every time ground is gained
more is lost at a painful price
playing a deadly game
and losing to an amateur
A moth endeavoring
to escape its own cocoon
with a little help its off steadily up
then immediately falling down, dead
Dreams haunted with cries
for help to end their misery
each one bringing on a sadness
never giving up and always striving
Finishing last with
the ability to finish first
always competing
everyday a constant battle
Anxiety eating away
stress beating down
outdone at every turn
deprived of all pleasure
Longing not for a
new better beginning
rather for a quick
end to this despair
Jason Reid
