Climbing, deciding.
Determination to keep fighting.
Perfection just peaking. Seeking, believing
Confidence on top with the only desire to have endurance enough not to stop.
Ambitions of a candle flame, burning out all the same.
Wax melts away, my ambitions only rising to the dancing flames, the way they burn & play.
The difference between wrong & right.
The ability to walk away from those pointless fights on those crazy nights.
Words slurred, memories blurred.
But now whose turn? To light the candle and guide the way.
Strike the inspiration reaching to aspiration.
The flames become my muse.
My ambitions. Determination.
To put my mind to use.
And hang any regrets by a swinging noose.
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