My Journey


With all these gashes all over me,
I’m okay now,
from climbing the mountain of hell.
But I’m okay - for now. I’m marching on.

I’m okay now.
My muscles ache,
but I’m okay - for now. I’m marching on.
I will continue my journey.

My muscles ache
from climbing the mountain of hell.
I will continue my journey
with all these gashes all over me.

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