Mount Anguish

As I climb Mount Anguish, I ponder my life,
back through the memories of woe and strife.
Bitter love loss, vast sour arrays,
fills my soul in unremarkable ways.
Anger...fear...unrelenting sorrow,
for all of those who won't see me tomorrow.
I bid adieu, a long farewell,
directed to those who put me through hell.

As I climb Mount Anguish, I see the highest caps of snow,
signaling me to focus on death; the lowest of low.
Six thousand feet in the sky,
must take away their pain more so than six below their eyes.
On Earth I was born, but Hell was my home,
never a moment to wait, one to always to roam.

As I defeat Mount Anguish, her chilled breath haunts me,
leading me down a path of what could be.
Past endeavors, predict future outcomes,
to reflect and rewind what I have done, or thus I will succumb;
To the depths of where I started, where I first began,
caressing her landscape and conquering her powerful hand.
For at that moment I realized our worth,
never to fall but to return to Earth.

As I climbed Mouth Anguish, I found the answer,
one is who they have become,
not what they have done,
to be the cure, and not the cancer.