Fading away in the dark,
I see myself, losing my mark.
Like a shadow, like snow melting,
in the furnace of mind- iron smelting.

Fierce white color like a punch up the jaw,
Buck up! you could hurt yourself raw.
A knockout punch smashing in your face thrown
Right when you thought you won.

A flaw in your perfection may emerge, taking it all away.
Giving in your all, you are drained today.
But the climb is steep,...