Up Ahead!

My struggles are my strength,
Weights tied to my legs,
While I run miles away,
Faster with each day.

My pain moves me forward,
No matter how hard,
I will stand again,
And walk towards the end.

My dreams lift me up,
Towards the things I love,
And although hope is scarce,
Life is, afterall, a haphazard.

Grief is a commonplace,
In times of a dark haze,
But why should I mourn,
When everyday I am reborn?

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