climbing

I knew this would be difficult. I expected the release of energy to fill my system with feelings. This is a challenge to the mental state of my mind, and clarity of my soul. My conscious choice against being a part of an addicted generation. I want to stand apart from the crowd and if that means standing alone, then alone I shall stand.

Day by day. The lone wolf keeps climbing.

Ashes to ashes. Dust to dust. What will you leave behind when you die?