The Odds are Against Us

struggle

Face down in the dirt, with this boulder on my shoulder

It’s hard to breathe, as I grope at the darkness before me

My fingers sink into earth for some attempt at traction

But forward motion has been difficult, you see

And I know the laws of physics demand a reaction

But no matter how inspired imagination seems

The crushing weight of reality leaves me anchored in mediocrity

And resigned to the hope only offered in dreams

~j.d.schofield

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