Life goes only as far as you take it.

Crack!

And so let the chopping begin.

I try to stand tall

as my core is splintered into nothing

and my foundation slowly broken.

Crack!

Again,

and again,

and again,

comes the dull blade of that seasoned axe.

And I can do nothing but watch.

Crack!

Slowly,

and consistent,

every blow as painful as the last.

He wipes the sweat from his brow,

he looks pleased with himself.

Crack!

The weight is becoming too much,

I am nearly separated from my means of life,

I want to cry

But alas, I am only a tree.

Timber!