Spiral stairs of thoughts 
Flow in the abyss for naught 
Ascending on the slabs of dreams 
There's nothing left to feel.

Heights become unseen
When you dig deep within,
Towers of doubt proclaim 
"You'll have to up your game."

Stuck in the rut
Just isn't becoming of us
All it takes is a little guts
To get back on the track.

Gathering the courage to move on 
We eventually find our truest form
Daring ourselves to continue 
We push ourselves out of the blue.