withered heights we climb
anxiously speeding
through slaughtered
dreams

and retention.

milestones collected
expose weariness
and yet we
persist

tormented.

dimming emotions
we struggle
to control
but the eyes reveal
the nakedness
of our souls,

the truth.

strike 1,678 and the
heart grows tired
diminishing
grace

and will.

heaven is escaping
and we watch,
exerting
it
away,

far
away.

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