Don’t give up

mountain climbing

I cannot take your pain

Since I would be a thief

To take what isn’t mine

You do not need my crime


I cannot hear your groans

In midnight’s silent breaths

That grow loud in your head

As Sleep stands you up again


I cannot taste the last drops

Of the bottle, your sole mate

Though I wish I could know

What your thirst feels like


I cannot stop your crying

Or know the river’s source

But as you climb the mountain

And it starts to get steeper…



Know  that it will descend

When you get to the other side