Difficulty

Ego, self-pride aside.

Right now...

It stinks.

It hurts. 

While I was enjoying,

Things started falling apart...

Phase one's over.

Now's phase two.

Three next time.

Just like how a spark is form,

One thing can cause an entire ruckus.

A burden to carry around.

So on... 

Beneath high energy, 

A sweet sorrow rests.

Exhausted I am,

Though not really known of.
Can I conquer this battlefield?

I've been smiling,
Now my cheek muscles hurt.
Not that it is an enjoyment.
But a dreaded force.

Cold evening.
Shrouded with darkness all around.

I want to sleep forever.
But deep within
Tinge of rainbow streaks held on.

Like a soldier, I find strength.
Head throbs, body aches.
I'll still try anyways.

What are tears?
Soaked skin red eyes.

Idiocy chasing down humans.
Not that I want to be the next prey.
I just want to see the light again.


Now this is difficulty.