I give up...

i march and tread up and up
this high moutain im supposed to climb
but now im tired and to weak
and this veiw from the moutian is looking bleak

Strength and support from those around
telling me to keep on going; dont give up
but its to late and i've lost the drive
im sorry to say...i might not survive

miles from where i started, i cant see the ground
the top is to far and im starting to fall
clinging on, but i know i will lose
to the Gods i plead but they cruely refuse.

Dark clouds from above shoot cold spurts of rain
shaped like arrows they pirece my skin.
My heart is heavy, filled with sorrow.
I cry and cry wishing there wern't a tomorrow.

I dig my nails in, i must carry on.
I will get to the top, no matter what.
The skies start to clear, and i can see again.
to God i thank and say amen.

Just as i near the top, i trip and stumble,
i grasp wildly at lose rocks but keep on falling
i plummet lower spirling out of control,
nearer and nearer i fall to the ground.

Looking around me for something to grab
a blade, a knife or vodka and pills
i'd put that behind me or so i thought
i reach for the bottle totally distraught

i wake up at the bottom with a bump on my head
i look up at the top and wish i was dead
                                      I GIVE UP.