Getting Tired =/= Giving Up

Levine said, "It's not always rainbows and butterflies, 
       it's compromise that moves us along."
But the moment you're doing the compromising,
       It's hard as fuck and difficult as fick.

It drains you more than running a half mary,

       Sucks your energy more than trail running.

It works you more than doing a session of crossfit

       Eats you like the hunger after a workout session

You promised that you'll be there through the ups and downs

       By my side through thick and thin

You said that you'll hold my hand even while we're arguing

       Vowed that after these hurdles we'll still be together

But when you're in that moment of hopelesness

       And when your deepest darkest fears come out

Then you become more and more eaten by helplessness

       And you just feel that everything is closing in

That dark tunnel where the light at the end is barely visible       

       Becomes my regular nightmare during these bouts

I grasp at the walls as they close in around me

       Breathing my last breath at this failed attempt

But you somehow still bring light and somehow a bit of the darkness, too

       You are Yang and you are Yin, too, somehow

You pulled me out of the tunnel but instability in your part 

       Threatens to throw me back in to my terrors

Is this normal? I don't know.

       I'm an apprentice in this field that needs training

You have your issues and I have my doubts

       You have to understand me, I have to understand you

Are we in Paradiso?

Are we in Inferno?

Or are we in Purgatorio?       

Despite this ambivalence (or pan-valence?)

       I may be getting tired

But it will never ever mean 

       That I am giving up.