endurance.

Where's the off button?
Can't I pause the emotions?
Can't I turn off consciousness?
Can't I run automatically? 

No waiting
No worrying.
No loneliness.
No discipline.

I'll wake up when the hard work is over.
I'll come alive and dance in the rewards.

My dearest friend, the hard work will continue until your heart stops beating.
In this life, we toil away the years, reaping the rewards as we go, as we choose.
The rewards remain at your fingertips; at any given moment all you must do is reach out.
Do not kill your consciousness, for only with it can you choose.
Simply choose well.

Rather than waiting, chase.

Rather than worrying, accept.

Rather than loneliness, embrace.

Rather than discipline, passion.

Friendship.

Soaring.

I fly through endless skys

On weathered wings.

Who, now, would notice

The tears, 

The painful repairs?

No, in my shadow they disappear

And from the ground the crippled stare

In an unfair dispair.

I decide to decline for the sake of my

Friends.

Offer my hand, offering the world's

Amends.

May their spirits lift to join me

Forbidding their fears to weigh them down.

And may all our imperfections 

Fail to such strong connections.

Soaring

Completely disappearing

Together

Into the splendor 

Of the 

Sun.