It’s what you will breathe 
when you have conquered it
when you rest your hands
on the table, filthy with dust
and lift your weighted eyelids

And when you are
looking around to see
who was watching you
climb this mountain
I’ll be there to hear it

"I’m done"
 

Posted: Mon March 18th, 2013 at 8:54pm
Tagged: ifyourbonesareheavythings poetry
Notes: 210
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