An inch closer to redemption

Every moment is proving tiresome,
Yet the will to change,
While rest remains the same
Gives me the need to remain
In direct conflict with my dreams,
Every morning a haughty struggle
One to achieve personal redemption

Is it the damsels in my life,
Or am I doomed to be loveless,
For every strife is a mistake
Every journey I choose to take
A selfless endeavour to raise my stakes
Leaves me injured at crossroads, a stalemate
Ebbing an inch closer to personal redemption

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