Crying From The Mountain Poem by Vision Ghost

Crying From The Mountain



So far up and yet so close, to perceive this challenge
Revelling in the fury, that takes me to this knowledge
That I can’t and won’t be beaten, and never weakened
Something that pushes me this far, and what is reckoned

No matter when the red tears, are falling from my face
This fight still goes on and on, forever in this void space
Keep bringing your soldiers to me, to battle to the death
Combatants envisaged, and the result until my final breath

I look up at the height, of my own demise which is now
Stride even now my legs buckle, and sweat on my brow
Pouring away the manipulation, of a body never broken
As I keep coming back, and keep fighting for my heaven

Unfathomed and unheard, that this new powerful seam
Bear witness for my tormentors, that I can be supreme
Something so silent inside, now rages to my skins heat
To yield an army, of one secular and single manned fleet

Aggression foundered, by passions freed and ungrounded
Released in me and now, unto a world now dumfounded
For never seeing such a defiance, witnessed like this before
Don’t think I am done, for this fury just found a new law

A script written, by the hand of a hardened heart and soul
Prophecies acknowledged, in my waking hour in whole
Strike out at the attackers, as my steps find the mountain
And progresses onward, as the agony protests in such pain

Gripping my arsenal of confidence, even with broken nails
Even after so many oceans, I voyaged under withering sails
This can ever stop me, as this has never stopped me before
Hope gained from inner desire, against hands rubbed raw

The summit of this mountain, I can seek my journeys end
Climbing and climbing yet never giving up to even mend
That my broken body can lay, in silence as I ache in pain
For as I find me, finally now I can cry from the mountain

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Epsom, East Surrey
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