You grab your old tennis shoes,

put them on tightly,

something that can withstand anything.

You head out the door

taking nothing with you,

only your character and perseverance.

As you walk to your starting point

you find any reason to turn back.

They say you'll never mountain anything 

as you face the rocky mountain in your life.

They say ignorance is bliss

but is it truly blissful to be ignorant

to what's in front of you?

The question toils in your mind

as you take that first climb.

Struggling to avoid the rocky edges and blisters

on your feet, the cuts on your hands,

and the scars in your heart.

You let that energy continue to push you up,

seeing the sun, the scars slowly healing.

You're almost there. Almost to your peak.