chaotically between valleys and mountains
seeking the fountains of sunshine
and happiness but getting burned
after stealing too much
and cherishing too little.
She pours heartbeats into little
checklists as the idea of success tumbles
in her mind. She spends so much
focus on the missions that are her mountains
to conquer that she’s burned
out and searching for a different sunshine.
She yearns to be like the sunshine
burning bright for all to see. Little
does she realize, many others burned
bright long before her. So she tumbles
around trying to dominate mountains
that aren’t hers to dominate. She’s much
Like someone who write so much
of her life story there’s not room for sunshine
discovered along the way or mountains
that offer their summits. Then her little
dream evolves into a master who tumbles
his slave’s life until it resembles the burned
Ashes of defeat. She burned
with flames of gluttony and greed, much
like the millions before her. Those tumbles
and stumbles that slightly cloud out sunshine
thicken into blankets of failure. Little
bumps in the road become blockades of mountains
So daunting that the mountains
already passed have burned
to the ground where they remain little
mounds of dirt. Compared to the next sunshine
in her road, nothing else is much
consolation for her constant tumbles.
While she tumbled and the mountains
grew, her sunshine addiction burned
too much down and granted so little.
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