Rest
As I stand here between past and future.
As the burden of decisions tempts and pushes me in opposing directions
As the pressures of becoming a better version of myself
Step out for the murky shadows
Why does rest hide when success knocks at the door?
Nighttime rises, the city wide awake, the valleys are all silence
The mind replays that scene that will one day become reality
The dream of becoming the doctor or lawyer
Of making your parents proud
Even in darkness success beams its light
In everyone's darkness
But when can I rest?
I will not rest until my body screams
"STOP! NO MORE!"
Until my mind shuts of its open sign
Only to reopen the next day
Until my heart sings a different pleasant tune
With every closing of its valves.
Success is my destiny
The image in my dreams
My tour guide for the future
But I cannot let it pass me by
If I ever take a chance to stop and
Rest.
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