I love to ski out there Out there without a care A care for where I'm going I'm going to the mountains The mountains where I glide I gilde on down the side The side where I take flight Take flight into the night. The night quiets my mind My mind where I can find Can find my deeper thoughts Deeper thoughts where fights are fought Are fought within the past The past where shadows cast Cast a spell on agency Agency gets stuck, not free. Not free, so I got me Got me upon my skis My skis that give me time Time to settle my mind My mind is sick of doubt Doubt of what my life's about Life's about to take me down Down, so I ski to the ground. The ground of the Alpines Alpines where I rewind Rewind and speak the truth Truth that settles muddled youth Muddled youth starts to protest Protest — it prefers to rest Rest in impotent excuse Excuse, subconscious self-abuse. Self-abuse from shadow self Self that sabotages health Health is aimed at, but is missed Missed within a hazy mist Mist unlike the Alpine weather Weather that will make me better Better able to address Address the inner, nervous guest. Nervous guest makes histories Histories of what it sees What it sees is prejudiced Prejudiced, with details missed Missed: It would have seen the light Light to triumph over night Over night that limits it Limits it, to urge to quit Urge to quit is impotent Impotent, perspective bent Bent until it steps in faith Faith that tells it it is safe Safe to claim identity Identity, aligned to be To be wholly unafraid Unafraid of the grenade. The grenade that blasts the head The head that once had said Said it couldn't take a step Take a step, no, not adept Not adept, can't make a choice A choice in all this noise Noise that cripples confidence Confidence, said its cadence. Cadence stops and shuffles back Back to follow in the track The track outlined by the skiis Skiis that weave among the trees Trees rise high, far out of view View expands to something new Something new is dropping in Dropping in, strength arisen. Arisen like the peaks The peaks where I have seeked Have seeked some peace of mind Peace of mind in my rewind Rewind flying on my skiis Skiis that glide into the breeze Breeze that blows upon this night Night when all is set aright.
I see what you did there! I like this one a lot.