Overcome (Partial)

We walk on roads,
warped and beaten by those before us.
On these dusty broken paths
we will encounter roadside distractions;
These heavy weights seek your destruction.
They will stop at nothing.
You are not unbreakable
They will take you.

And when every blade has broken your flesh,
When every gaping wound yearns to exhaust the spoils of your insides into the ether,
Stand Solid.
Let nothing escape.
Let not one drop of red depart. Take it in.
Let white streaks of lightning shoot through your fingers and toes
And let them exit through every hair follicle.
Act as a conductor,
Growing and growing as the energy builds inside of you.
Consume every last ounce you possibly can,
And then expel it with a force so great that the entities above can no longer tell you,
"No. It is not your time."

At one point we all encounter roadside distractions.
Climb Mountains
Break your back
Reach the top
Fall from the cliff
and sleep it off.