The cracks beneath the ice...

i guess i should post something...its probs gonna be shit and I'm not gonna bother rhyming, haven't been feeling the creative spark lately so here goes nothing...

STEADFAST.
Is the word I think.
That courage to just keep moving.
That crippling sensation...
But yet it is that, that motivation.
Walking up the highest mountains
Even when in the pit of the valleys.
Though the jungle may look overwhelming, scary...overgrown.
There is nothing that you can't get through.

Cut. Slash. Whip.
Those words that are tougher than actions.
Those words that mean something.
Those words that are haunting memories.
But you find the light in the darkness.
You don't dwell but FIGHT.
You get a right hook, you give it ten times worse.
Show themwhat you are made of.
With the flashlight you see....
See out of the dark, out of the jungle...
Ocean, Freedom.

Wide. Blue. Mother Earth's womb.
Her creation, her comfort...what comfort.
Harsh waves, knock you back.
Just KEEP swimming.
Tread, Stroke, Cough.
The Big Blue drags you down.
Time and Time again.
You keep Going...keep MOVING

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The blue oceans iced over.
Tough as a brick wall but yet I see the fractures.
The ice cracks, a drop tears down the glacier.
It hurts.
But even still at least this message is dominant.
FIGHT. KEEP MOVING.

It all started with do you remember...