The Hill Difficulty

I am he, a pilgrim upon this path
Sated not am I
For heavy is my burden
And no rest have I yet found

At the foot of the hill I weep
For no visions of god graced me
And forever I may journey
With such a burden wearing me down

A fork from this path has spewed forth
Ahead, The Hill Difficulty hardens my heart
To my left a road of danger; a dark wood
To my right the path of destruction

Oh, Hypocrisy
Forever you will cry out in vain
For god has forsaken these paths
And your voice can no longer now echo your name

Can I not wait for death?
Nay the hill difficulty, it bekons me yet

I must now ascend
For the pain of the climb will be sweet at the end
And all who follow beware
See the mountain of god, it is full of despair

But those who make the climb
Have faith that you will see the end in time
For as I bury this note for all to see
I carry my burden up The Hill Difficulty

Can I not wait for death?
Nay the hill difficulty, it beckons me yet