"Recovery Road" October 9th, 2008

Recovery's become a mountain, comprised completely of only shale,
Rising at such an angle, it's near impossible to scale,
Racing against the clock, while the world pressures you to wait,
Although you know the summit is the only remaining escape,
From those who clutch and grab at you, try to hold you back,
Running from their raging fire which turns all it touches black,
You spend each second climbing, but you don't know what's at the top,
All you know is you'll become their prey if you decide to stop,
You reach the summit only to find it's the first of an endless range,
Looking at the ground in front, you see the surface change,
As well as footsteps from those who've taken this journey prior,
Still visible in the distance are their figures climbing higher,
At the end of this rocky path is the happiness you desire,
But now is time to rest, you've escaped that frenzied fire,
This road, slick and dangerous, is better faced with two,
Not a one who went alone has ever made it through,
So here is the place to rest, and sleep secure tonight,
The one you're meant to travel with will come when the time is right.