This thing

Clambered
atop a mountain of dreams
scurried
across a field of thoughts-
fleeting thoughts
that blew in the wind
scaled a cliff
of past regrets
crumbling-
breaking underfoot
swam through an ocean
tangled with reeds
and lies
and broken promises
paddled through a life
that dragged me down
into a muddy bog
all for this thing
called love