Don’t look down.
Balancing in the middle,
Of a smile and a frown.
Living life in limbo,
For the past year.
Too afraid to leave home,
Too stifling to stay near.
Head above the surface,
Try and get some air.
Some days I am drowning,
Nothing left to share.
Afraid of any changes,
Afraid of staying the same.
Sometimes happy and smiling,
Sometimes full of shame.
And so the drugs pump through me,
Journeying up my vein.
Helping me stay even,
Keeping away the pain.
But sometimes it is boring,
To be so finely tuned.
I miss my days of flying,
I sometimes feel entombed.
I suppose I should be grateful,
They stop me feeling rotten.
Even though I can’t be high,
At least I’m not rock bottom.
So now I must resume,
The journey of my life.
Not look back behind me,
But not forget my strife.
Since everything’s that happened,
Has made me so much stronger.
It’s time to join The Living,
There’s so much left to conquer.
