Mounting Air

You climb a mountain

realizing that the lack of air

is all the air you need.

You go on and keep climbing

not considering what it means

for those around you.

and there is so much more that the tip of

the iceberg just entices you more

So you climb higher until the

high is all you know

And in the middle of the road is a door

and someone has thrown away the key

A door with questions not yet answered

And never knowing what it could have been.

Yet you lose sleep wanting to be the one

that opens the door and you hack and wack

until the wood splinters and

You find yourself in a pit

A pit of regret with no one to guide

No one to beat you

You have no friend

And you realize that the monsters

lurking in the dark

Are those you left behind

for the limelight

As they push the vault

closed

And the dream you once had

dies

along with your breath