In the belly of the beast

I feel a hunger

Where do I direct my energy?

The will exists, but my efficacy against pain is still unknown.


How do I know what to do?

If I were to succeed, would they build an effigy?

I guess I do care what people think

Who or what do I entertain, as I push myself to the very brink?


My brain speaks lengths, as my heart beats on,

I withstand all the pain, but for how long?

Each day moves faster than the next, thanks for these memories. 


Yesterday, today, one day, someday,


I'll succeed.

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