When the Mountains Get High

Author's Note-  This is a short poem that I created when I was inspired by watching the "To this day" project one more time.  I tried to add symbolism and figurative language. 

                        It happens all the time

The going gets tough

If you get tired

It is still happening.

Even though the earth may not move

The mountains still roll

As if they are trying,

just trying to make you fall.

There may be valleys

but we can't do them slow

There may be flat land

                    but we can't do them fast.

The mountains will be the slowest

with every step it gets harder

every pound it gets weaker

until every bit of strength is gone.

The mountains hurt

my body hurts more

but you just keep pushing,

hoping the next day will be better.

It may make you fall

It may make you bleed

As if the mountains are intentionally trying

As if there is a black hole at the bottom.

But there is a light

The mountain may seem big

but it is only how big you make it

and its your life, put it in your hands.