deadly determination

I am guilty of trying too hard.  In my fervor to succeed and create success around myself, I only create inevitable failure.  I set unreasonable standards; I push for unreasonable goals. It isn’t as if this isn’t noble, but it is simply too much. I only make for myself unecessary worry, discord between those around me whom I push, and disrest in my soul when all is truly well. To be frank with myself in this moment, I have suddenly realized that I have been putting far to much faith in myself and not enough in those who stand with me. I am not only pursuing my own dreams, but trying to drag others along towards their’s as well.  What right is that of mine? I can only be sure that my motive was pure, but even motive can run dry, and I am surely tired.  I demand excellence. Perhaps I took that principal too far. Demanding excellence is only appropriate until it loses sight of the excellence and just becomes demanding.

looked up to

these aged mountains are aflame with the sun rise.
they remind me of a time among men
that we may never know again.
simple precipice covered in rock and trees,
yet i’ve never known any as great as these.
worn by time and many an expedition,
such a sight gives any hero
an immovable rendition.