Struggle

Every day

I desperately tried

To climb over

The iron wall

That stood

Before my eyes

Fearing

It would

Collapse

At any time.

Attempt

an easy route

and it

would turn to sand

to swallow me whole.

I would stay

in darkness

alone and cold,

til I decided

to fight.

Climb out

with bloody hands

and face

the wall

again.

But this time

I'd do it right.