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?