Rock Wall


Depression is like climbing a rock wall.
Just when you are almost at the top,
You lose your footing.
And you fall.
All the way back down to the bottom. 

But you dust yourself off 
And try again. 
Gripping the rocks,
And pulling yourself to the top.

To only be swept to the bottom again.

And sooner or later, 
You will get tired of being knocked down. 
You will be left exhausted,
Due to attempt after attempt. 

You will begin to ache all over. 
You will start to lose motivation.
You will start to think that this is all pointless. 
Putting in all that effort,
Only to be knocked down,
Again and again. 

You won't want to continue.
You will lay at the bottom of the wall,
Looking up at it.
Until someone comes along,
And offers to climb it with you. 

Gabby Chisamore

VT

YWP Alumni

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