Everything you’ve been through, the pain you’ve suffered, the regrets you hold close… When you hear the iron smack together, pain turns to rage, rage turns to energy. This is your opportunity to take everything you’ve got and make a name for yourself. You are worth it, you are strong, you’re a beast. The regrets you hold tightly, the neglect, the darkness that's consumed you. This is your moment. You pick up that weight, you take one last breath, and with an exhale of rage, ambition, and hunger...you push that weight. Everything that’s held you down, everyone that’s put you off. The sorrow, the hopelessness… It’s resting on you. You can grab it, you can dominate. You have a few seconds to get that bar off your chest. Life won’t conquer you again. “Let’s go! You’re big! You’re strong! Get mad! COME ON!”
Life won’t conquer me this time... With everything you got, you feel the pain like it’s the very first time, and the bar becomes weightless. The world can’t hold you down. You’re a beast. No weight is heavy enough to suppress you! You bleed, you sweat, and you attack. It’s all you baby, and you’re showing the world and everyone in it what you are worth. They doubted you, they never believed in you. Now look at you. Look at you.
You’re not just metaphorically taking the weight off your shoulders, you are physically conquering it. That is awesome. To be pure again, to be hungry, to dominate, to unleash the beast you keep locked up in a cage...deep...down. That is awesome. Lose it.