In the belly of the beast
I feel a hunger
Where do I direct my energy?
The will exists, but my efficacy is still unknown.
How do I know what to do?
If I were to succeed, would they build an effigy?
I guess I do care what people think
Who or what do I entertain, as I push myself to the very brink?
My brain speaks lengths, as my heart beats on,
I withstand all the pain, but for how long?
Each day moves faster than the next, thanks for these memories.
Yesterday, today, one day, someday,
...someday...
I'll succeed.