Expectations and Explanations

I'm walking over the snow.
I'm barefoot
And I'm walking briskly
And my feet are sinking into the banks with each step
And it's so God damn cold
And I'm not wearing a jacket
And I can see my mom -- She's standing in the distance --
And she's waving at me
And I begin running faster and faster
And now my toes are bleeding
And now my mouth is bleeding


            Because I'm biting my lip so
            I don't feel the pain of the biting cold


Or the leech that's biting my left ankle.


Dear God!
Let me go.
Unchain me.


I'm crawling over the snow.
I'm bare-naked
And I'm crawling slowly
And my body is sinking into the banks with each inch.


I see a mountain paralyzed in the distance
And it towers over the valley where I lay crying.
Someone is standing next to me.

"Get up." They say, "climb the mountain"


            "But I can't!"


"Never say you cant, Just climb"

So I climb the mountain.
No mater how much of my mind I've lost,
I climb that mountain;
with all the vigor I can muster,
with all the energy in my veins,
with all the internal flurry I can throw.

Do you know what was there?
Do you know what I saw?

Nothing.
They lied.


You may have heard there is something,
Something waiting for you there,
But it isn't.


            You've just made it up some God forsaken mountain
            And now you just look stupid.

You thought you'd get something out of it.
You thought your life would change.

Get off the mountain.
Come down below,
Come and be with these movers and shakers,
The druggies and the sex addicts,
The bankrupt ball teams 
And the students attending a small college in northern Minnesota.
Be with the regulars.
Don't be different, because that's not normal.
All you look like now is one ugly piece of shit.


Love,

Sarah