No solid ground,
No ledge to grasp,
No compass,
No safe harbor.

No clear path,
No saving grace,
No hopes,
No stepping-stones.

No guiding light,
No place to hide,
No rest,
No clear goal.

Nothing but
Uncertainty.
Nothing but
A stubborn will.

Nothing but
The fuzzy need
To keep on fighting
Just because.

Nothing but
The certainty
That if I stop
I won’t get up.