Gym

Wake up, 6 AM, it’s the grind again, Mirror whispers softly, "You’ll never win." Sweat drops on the floor, no time to think, Counting every rep like it’s the missing link. Iron clashing, bodies smashing, chasing perfection, A flawless frame, the world’s obsession. No pain, no gain, that's what they say, But the voices in my head won’t go away. Is it strength or a cage I’m building? Chasing ghosts while my soul is yielding. Every step, every breath, I’m losing ground, But I can’t stop now; the crowd’s around. Welcome to the gym, where the lights never dim, Pushing past the limit, chasing something grim. Flexing for the mirror, carving out my skin, Lost in the reflection, where do I begin? Protein shakes and plates of steel, This battlefield is the only thing real. Leg day, chest day, never a rest day, The grind’s my religion; I kneel and obey. Scroll through the gram, compare and despair, Every like's a hit, a rush, a prayer. Validation’s fleeting, but the burn remains, Sculpting the body, erasing the pain. Am I a god or a slave to desire? Fueling the flames of a self-built fire. Every lift, every sprint, I’m chasing pride, But deep inside, I’m empty, can’t hide. Welcome to the gym, where the lights never dim, Pushing past the limit, chasing something grim. Flexing for the mirror, carving out my skin, Lost in the reflection, where do I begin? Feel the crack, the snap of strain, The cost of glory, the price of pain. A perfect body in an empty shell, Is this my heaven, or is it my hell? Welcome to the gym, where the lights never dim, Pushing past the limit, chasing something grim. Flexing for the mirror, carving out my skin, Lost in the reflection, where do I begin? Maybe one day, I’ll find the cure, Break free from this, my soul’s allure. Until then, the grind defines my hymn, Forever bound to the altar of the gym.