Lol Trickster Poetry, o_o.

[ByakuyaZ]

SONNET LULZ.

At the start of the climb, there is the thrill
Embracing the heart of an inept climber.
The riches, the fame, the love, and the will
Await those who climb ever so higher.
The climb starts easy but quickly grows sharp;
Your footholds are loose and make you stumble.
But the future rewards, serene like a harp
Make sure you resist taking a tumble.
The mountain grows steeper, you slowly lose strength.
Afraid to fall to the ground with a bop,
You slowly, tenaciously, regain faith,
And just barely reach the peak at the top
You make it there, but there's nothing to see.
Lost, in the mist, without love, without glee.

It's kind of bleh, but I just made it in 10 minutes, o_o.

Guess what it's about. (Yes, it's related to Trickster.)