I'm fighting tooth and nail against myself,

I am my greatest enemy.

There is no dominant end of my emotions,

They all balance out.

For every ounce of happiness,

I pay it back in unknown sorrow.

The happier I am,

The harder and deeper I crash.

I'm only scared that one day,

I won't be able to get back up again.

That I will have hit the highest,

And the lowest point.

I'm scared that once I reach that lowest point,

No one will be there to pull me back up.

No one will be waiting to grasp my hand when I fall,

One day I may just be gone.

That scares me.

Does it scare you?